Face the Fear

This weekend's training programme was all about facing my fears. A fearless duck is a better swimmer than a cowardly one, I reckon. It all started with travelling on a bus in Manchester for the first time. It might not sound scary to you but if you are a duck it really is. Human feet are very big. I did very well though, managed to climb a seat and even have a look at the newspaper.

It got really scary though, when I arrived at my destination. My mate has a friend who has a friend who has a dog called Humphrey and she wanted me to take him for a walk. Yes, you read right. I was supposed to take a huge dog out for a walk. It took me some time before I could make myself take a good grip of the leash but it was worth it. Look at me, my friends: I tamed the beast! Maybe I've also won a new friend but I wouldn't rely on that.

Anyway, after this weekend's adventures I not only feel braver than before but also stronger. Boy, dogs have quite a pull on their leashes...