It’s not easy to do with the pooch.
Especially since our walk this evening consisted of more of this:
Home boy puts on the brakes every time we get our momentum going.
And by momentum, I mean a steady walk pace. I’m not even making him run.
He’s fine the first lap but after that as soon as we pass our house, he’s over it.
Doesn’t he know his Mommy only has 3 months before bikini season?
As we speak he is passed out on the couch. I’d hate to see how he’d be if he exercised with his Auntie Kimbo…who runs six miles a day.
Although she did make us walk 2 miles with her on Sunday…she’s brutal I tell ya!