Dog day on speed

Today was a long one -in terms of kms-but I really found my lace foday and almodst couldn't stop. Despite the wind and rain blowing in my gavee it felt like it was behind me pushing me along.  So I arrived in Lugo much earlier than expected.
32 kms in about 6 hours, pretty good going considering just a few weeks back I was pretty much paralised by sciatica and was considering cancelling the trip completely.
It's been a bit of a dog day today. Early this morning I met a little white dog who was helping herd goats he jumpedd up on a wall to be petted. Then later I was cornered by Whiskey and Cuddy lookalikes. They just wanted to say hello and wish me on my way. A little bit later on this huge,and I really do mean HUGE, wolfhound with yellow eyes came bounding at me. Luckily I am a dog person or I might have freaked. Instead I held out one hand and in my most butch voice (yes I do have one) I told him to stop. He stopped and licked my hand looking longingly at my sticks. I think he thought I would throw one for him! Ear and back tickles later I was back on my way.
I'm now on Lugo where I did think I might take a day out, but the Camino and big cities don't go well together for me. Instead I have adjusted my timings to take the next few days at a more leisurely pace,cutting down to  16 - 20 kms a day instead of the more punishing 20-25.
So all is well and I've just enjoyed a plate of eggs and chips for my tea, with a little pilgrims blood of course.