Last night I went home and went to bed without dinner. I was feeling really deflated about this whole adoption thing.
The bonus is I obviously did well as far as eating!
Then this morning I was up at 5:30 and walked for 30 minutes.
For a brief moment I thought about taking our dog, Theron, but he’s 11+ years old now and just isn’t into the PowerWalking thing. He prefers a leisurely pee-on-anything-that-doesn’t-move stroll. Before I get comments about the poor dog, he goes for many shorter (and slower!) walks throughout the day. Not to mention the frequent romps in the backyard.