The case of the lazy’s has hit me hard lately. The will talk myself into going on a “run” when I can tell Reggie (my little fluffy puppy) is incredibly bored of being in the house. We will take off at a pretty quick pace, start around the block… maybe go a little further if we are feeling extra energetic… but “Reggie” usually gets tired pretty quick, and I have to take him home before he gets too dehydrated. Reggie is my excuse for these “too short to even call them a run” runs.
I used to thrive being so busy and overloading my plate with way too much. I would call Mom complaining about how I have so much to do, and explaining the impossibility to get everything done! But somehow I found a way to fit everything in, we always do. I really do miss that. My old self would call me crazy for wishing for that time (or lack thereof). But now my schedule has opened up quite a bit and I have lost my routine. I need to quit being lazy and create a new regime that will whip me back into shape! (In more ways that one). Maybe I should stop taking Reggie on my runs.
I think he likes walks better anyway.