This is just one small aspect of my life this week. Morning hikes. As difficult as it is to get up each morning, I find myself thankful as we're hiking up and down quiet hillsides. Each breath is a blessing. No, I mean that. I haven't hiked since last summer. My body is readjusting. My muscles ache - the good ache. My heartrate goes up. I sweat in the brisk morning air. It's a joy. And it's a pain in the ass. You know what I mean.
Already I feel more energetic. I can feel the shift in my sleep. It's a little more restful. And my body is already showing signs of, well, you know, workout signs.
I take these few dogs on a morning hike for 45 minutes. After that, I take Gizmo on a 30 minute walk. Then I pick up my group and go to the dogpark for an hour. Then I have one more individual 30 minute walk. Sounds simple, but with driving time, it adds up. I get tired. Really tired.
In addition to all that, I picked up a new doggie this afternoon who will stay with us till Sunday. Plus Winnie will spend the weekend with us as well. So, it's a full house at the Freeepeace Estate. Oh, and did I mention it's supposed to rain all weekend? No? Well, it's supposed to rain all weekend. And no, my leaky ceiling has not been fixed...yet. I'm on it! Think: handyman.
Now that the pups have finally calmed down and found their choice places of slumber, I think I'm going to do the same. They'll be chompin at the bit bright and early -- I've gotta be ready!
Good night all.