Trainer from Hell, Sock Thief
Caged for a crime he didn’t commit, he promptly escaped hidden in a Border Collie Rescue vehicle to the Canberran suburbia. Today, he survives as a personal trainer par excellence. If you need to get in shape, if nothing else has worked, if you can afford pats and dog food, maybe you can hire the M-Trainer.
Max shows up to just about every TriHards training session in his wash ’n’ wear black and whites; though he rarely turns up to any event. He claims it’s due to the specist nature of the events, they won’t let him compete, just because he has four legs and we have two.
To make up for his exclusion from such events, Max has taken on the task of training the Cyborg, living vicariously through his two-leggers’ adventures. Max believes in all-encompassing personal training techniques which include cross training (both walking and running!), agility (ball throwing and chasing - though the Cyborg is yet to beat Max to the ball) and strength (holding Max back on the lead as potential patters come close).
|Favourite Sayings:||“Walkies” (Nah, just kidding, he wouldn’t be caught dead responding to that!), “C’mon, c’mon, just one more throw!”|
|Race Highlight:||Four leggers aren’t allowed to race yet; he’s still working on his two-legger techniques.|
|Worst injury:||Sliced his front pad open while taking the Cyborg for a walk.|
|Favourite piece of kit:||Squeaky orange plastic bone.|
|Paddling Position:||Observer. From land. Water is for fish, and a few, select, mammals, such as cats.|