Edda (in her jogging stroller), me and Ruby ran to the dog park this morning. A whole half mile there and a whole half mile back. Trot, trot, trot. We are the slowest runners this side of the Mississippi. Trot, trot, trot. My goal (as always) is to run 20 minutes everyday and (as always) to eat healthier.
I usually go to the dog park by myself and leave the other human family members at home (because at the early hour in the morning, Jeremy remains under caffeinated and the kids are usually in their underwear), but I thought today that Edda might like wandering around the field and seeing all the doggies. I have been feeling a little bit down about how much time Edda spends at home. I have to re-resolve to bring her out and about more. Edda enjoyed it a lot more than I thought she would. A lot of the doggies came up to Edda and licked her hands and said hello.