
In my youth, I used to compete in a variety of athletic competitions—from swimming and crew to football and archery. As I’ve gotten older it’s been increasingly difficult to compete at a high level, but the competitive fire still burns deep inside of my. Recently I’ve been looking for a cathartic release from this sentiment, and I think I’ve finally found it.
My wife and I recently got a new dog, and I’ve been amazed by his unsurpassed physical prowess. He simply loves chasing down balls, running through the yard and swimming in our pond—basically anything that gets his blood pumping. Since he’s so athletically inclined, I decided to purchase some canine agility equipment and train him for competitions. As I guessed, he loves the training and both of us our chomping at the bit to get into some real contests.










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