I hope you had a good New Year's. I did. D and I went to our neighbor's house and had a really nice time. And because we didn't want to be the fools of the party (I hope we weren't) we talked to people, rather than nervously slam beer. Of course we are the "Dog People" because that's all we talk about. Oh well.
This morning was odd. I woke up on New Year's Day not hung over. I can't remember the last time this happened. D and I ate breakfast and walked the pups. Sat around and I looked up my mileage. About 264 miles run. Not bad...but considering I'm 11 pounds heavier than I was than I was in 2009 (and it all came on in December), I went upstairs and got on my running gear.
Even though it was cold out, I decided to run in the hood so Guinness could come. D ran too. It was a slow run for me and Guin, partly due to her 2 minute bathroom break. But we got it done. 2 miles in less than 32 minutes (slow, I know). Guinness also tried to kill me when she ran across my legs to get someone's forgone sandwich. She got yanked, I didn't fall, and she didn't get the sandwich. And it was better than running on the dreadmill.
Then home and watched hockey. Nothing exciting. D keeps watching bowl games. I don't care about any of them, so I am playing on Facebook.