I'm sort of at a loss in regards to what I want to write about today. I guess there's one thing nagging at me....the fact that I thought having 2 dogs would keep me fitter than ever by walking more. Besides developing firmed up biceps from all the leash pulling, I feel LESS fit! One young, one old....all they really want to do is sniff, not walk. Even Frank. I thought a young puppy would walk me out of energy, but he's too curious, he's a slacker! Sniff here, sniff there, watch the birds, sit down in the middle of the street to scope out dead stuff and then drag me into the bushes to find it...! Gotta work on this. Dylan's great, but he's older and slower - not a workout for me anymore. So that's the next few weeks' task at hand, to get that Frankenstein to learn that I'm his walking boss! I know I always feel better when I feel fit, and summer is easy for me to find excuses to slack on my workouts and walks - there's always something more fun going on elsewhere. I'm on it, I know I'll feel better with a little more effort and I won't be freaking out that my pants are a little snug. Stupid pants.