I got up at 4 this morning (okay... 4:07... I hit snooze once) to find my darling husband had JUST gotten home from work and was having breakfast (dinner??) in the living room. Basically, he finished eating and we switched places! So I figured I'd go ahead and get my morning workout in. Now, if you know me, you know my dogs are my babies. And, believe me, they go a little crazy when I put on my running shoes, which I have to wear when working out since otherwise I'd be sliding all around the floor. So I always feel like it's some kind of neglect to work out with them so excited just watching me. Well, this morning I put in an amazing TurbJam Cardio Party workout and was feeling so good, I thought why not take the pups for a quick run around the neighborhood? I had the time, after all!
So I get changed into socially acceptable workout clothes (after all, there are SOME people awake at 5:45 am, though I'm not sure their opinion counts since clearly they are crazy). I go back into the living room where my darling patient puppies, who only barked at me about half of my workout, are still waiting sweetly. When I pull out their leashes, it's over. They are jumping around and so excited it's nearly impossible to get their leashes on them. I smile, excited to make them so happy. I open the door and... OH YEAH! I forgot it was raining! It's now entirely too late to turn back around so... I pop on a baseball cap and hit the pavement down the block. It was quite refreshing after my workout, but we only made it around the block. I mean, I did get up at 4 am and clearly I am crazy so... no sense in making my crazy even worse!
