Run!

It's Friday.  The sun is shining.  I just felt great for 4 miles.  Yeah baby!

The only down side is my little furry running partner is gettin' old.  It's looking like 3 miles is gonna be her limit.  She did really well for the first three miles, but totally crapped out the last one.  So it ended up with me basically pulling her along while trying to finish my run.  And I am an ass so I kept waffling between feeling bad for her and sad that she's getting old and totally pissed off that her old butt was dragging down a really solid run.  I'll write my pet care book right after finishing my Parenting Tips Handbook.