Ya Gotta Get Outside!

Today is the first day of my late Summer vacation, and Bill and I took a ride over to a local park, and took to the track. Now, mind you, I usually walk/jog on my treadmill for about 2-1/2 miles, watching some movie with the subtitles on, but this was way "funner!" Once I cranked up the tunes, I was jogging more than usual, even with a few running sprints in there.

I kept playing little games like "keep running until you reach that tree way up the path," or "you have to keep jogging until Fergie starts singing in Boom Boom Pow." Bill even had a bit of fun, power walking and running past me every now and then.

I think that one of the main reasons I enjoyed this so much is my new sneakers! I finally got a new pair of kicks, and they are real running shoes! It's really amazing how when you actually wind up with something that works. For once at the end of the workout I didn't feel like I needed to soak my feet in Gramma Eunice's foot bath, and then put them up for an hour.

The only downside to getting outside, is ALLERGIES. Once we got back in the car to head back home, I started sneezing my head off (I won't talk about how I only have 2 more Puffs Plus with Lotion tissues left in my box), and rubbing my eyes out. That said, the runner's high I got was well worth all of the schnurfing and Naseblasen. Well, no matter, tomorrow I'll be sure to take my allergy meds before I head out.

In closing, thanks to Lobada for all of your tales of walking out in the fields in Germany, and enjoying the outdoors, clearing your head, and burning calories; I finally get what you were talking about!

Now. . . Get Out!
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Ya Need a Buddy

So...for the last three days my walking buddy has been Meesa, the family dog. She gets all excited when I say, "wanna go ousside?" Then she patiently stands still so I can put on her leash.

Yeah, to get and stay mootiv8ed, I definitely need a buddy. Someone to get and keep me going...who doesn't take breaks. Well..okay...Meesa takes short breaks here and there to sniff some litter, pee, poop (good girl, Meesa...outside...not in the house!) and pose with fire hydrants.

So as we walk the neighborhood, in her silent dog language, she says, "let's go this way!" "what's down that road?" Then between trots, she'll look back and up at me as it to say, "keep up, Trace!" I think she may actually be a bit disappointed when we round the corner and head back to the homestead. For her, it's an adventurous jaunt through the neighborhood. For me, it's my road to achieving goals and losing a bit of weight in the process.

But she's done her job and done it well. She's spurred me on yet one more day to get out there and move - despite the heat and the is-it-going-to-rain-today? weather.

She's a good dog. She's a great mootiv8tor.