Yesterday I wrote that I would go for a walk as soon as I finished writing. But it was starting to cloud over before I finished, and the spoiled brat in me was thinking, oh boy, maybe its going to rain and I’ll have an excuse not to walk again. But then the goody two-shoes me thought, what will my blogmies think of me not doing what I said I was going to do? Goody two-shoes won out, so I changed into walking clothes and leashed up the doggies.
IT WAS WONDERFUL!! A wild ride, for sure. Water was running everywhere, the sun was shining, and it was just fantastic to see water running in little rivulets down the hills to where I knew it would eventually meet up with the little stream that I like to visit.
Sophie couldn’t believe we were running on wet ground on purpose! (Smooth-haired dachshunds are notorious for not wanting to get their paws wet.) But eventually she bucked up and got with the program. I ran and walked and hiked up hills, and then went down to check on the ‘little stream,’ and it was a rushing river! Glorious!
I don’t know if I got any endorphins, but I know it was good for my mind, body, and spirit! Thanks for the accountability, guys!