I’m gonna be real honest with you kittens, it was tubby’s day. I mean Capital T-ubby.
Even though I chomped on some oatmeal I could feel it. You know, when your running clothes look like a sausage casing.
Most days it’s not quite so bad. Most days I feel ok but then realize later I looked like a hot mess.
So of course, I made tubby run it out. We started in the neighborhood but I tried a few streets down and ran into fall.
We also got to visit one of BP’s little buds.
He checks for this duck every time we run by.
That was halfway and by the time we finished I was ready for some grub.
That was number 1 for the week. Maybe speed drills tomorrow, yuck.