So tonight it was either about a long walk or the gym. Because I suffer from tremendous guilt for crating my boxer all day long while I'm at work, I opted for the long walk. She needs it as much as I do, the spaz. I'm hoping that one day I can leave her free in my house while I'm gone. I just don't trust her yet. I know, I know.. how could I NOT trust this face. You don't know this sweetheart as well as I do. :))
Now, I'm not at the point where I'm liking the exercise. I do it because I want my ass to get smaller but tonight I was thinking "this is nice" until.... on our walk in the lane to the left of the bike lane (we were on the opposite side of the road and I don't have sidewalks in certain places in my neighborhood), this car was coming STRAIGHT at us. Good thing I pooped before I left the house because.. well, you know the rest. I yelled HOLY HELL and had to JUMP out of the way like in the movies. Granted it was dark but I had on a WHITE vest, reflective shoes AND there were STREET LIGHTS on us. I have a feeling that I encountered a radio tuning, cell phone gabbing almost made us meet our maker fool. Still glad I walked though.
ps. TOM is ON like Donkey Kong. I feel so sh!tty it isn't even funny. So I guess exercising in spite of all my crampiness is an NSV. Yay.