Day 2.
Did not get up to run with dog. Instead, located (without even moving) ass muscles I didn't think existed. Yeouch.
Note to self: JOG before sprinting. Is Good Thing.
Now, am skipping jogging/sprinting until Arm Jerked Out Of Socket by small dog: we've embarked on a new form of torture, exercise this am: we're melting her Litter Box off the deck. Yes, I know. Bad habit to even allow her to begin - only here's the deal. As you may have learned (see: earlier installments) beagles are notoriously tough to house train. Thus, we do the doggie version of the We Peed In The Potty Dance with Bribery Treats! for every outside potty. Thus, the deck. It's outside. Also very convenient for lazy dog owner who refuses to walk beagle 83 times a day, to train.
However.
Have VIP company coming today. Seeing Doggie Training Ground, NOT a good idea. Seeing poopies iced into Training Ground three deep? Worse yet.
Since snow is not arriving until after said visit (damn damn damn) I'm left hefting lobster pots full of water out to the deck, tinted with vinegar and lemon juice, to melt, and then ....er....collect the remains.
Good new?
Fully counts as working out, as ass is killing me!!! It also incorporates newest exercise format: dance moves. There are plenty - it's the Dont' Get the Frog Slippers Drenched, or Splash Water on Jammies, and my personal favorite (do note the sarcasm here) Don't Trip Over Blasted Dog Running Through Your Feet While You Carry Large Heavy Pot of Steaming Water.
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