"It's" baaack

As I sit here listening to "NASCAR Now", I am at a loss for words to write.  I'm a blank slate right now.  A depressed blank slate if blank slates could be depressed.  Does blank slate sound odd now?  Have I ruined it for you?

I know I need to get walking again.  And working out.  So if I committed myself by setting a goal and post it on my blog, will I keep it? 

The problem is... the dogs.  The best time for me to go work out is straight out of bed.  But I have 3 dogs (have I mentioned that I have 3, yes THREE dogs?) who think they need to pee the second I set a toe on the floor.  They are so happy happy happy that I can't bear the thought of them doing the happy dance, only to watch me walk out the door without them. 

Then it's walking around the courtyard, watching Duke find his tennis ball where he left it the night before.  He's facinating to watch.  Sooo smart - that 3rd dog of mine.  It's been cold here, so the little dogs do their business in a hurry, while Duke won't poop until he's fetched the tennis ball several times.   He and I commence the mind games.  He seems to think there's only on place I can stand to throw the ball, and that's at the furtherest part of the courtyard.  I prefer standing at the closer end of the courtyard, where I'm right next to my apartment.  He goes halfway down, I stand my ground.  He sits down in the middle. 

I stand my ground.  He lays down, nudging the tennis ball out of his way.  I stand my ground.  He gets back up and sits.  Wags his damn tail and looks cute.  It's hard for a big dog to pull off cute, be he does it.  I turn my back on him and walk towards the chair.  I sit down.  Gets him everytime.  He can't stand me sitting, so I get to throw the ball from where I want to.  Throw it 7200 times.  Get frustrated when I throw like a girl.  He finally brings the ball and won't drop it.  He's ready to go in.  The Little's get up from their sunny spot and we all go in.  And I've lost all inncentive to work out.  Then I sit down at the computer to check my email, and realize I need to put my teeth in.  I do so.  Then I sit in the rocking chair cause it's so comfortable.  But then I think that old ladies have to put their teeth in, and they sit in rocking chairs.  So I get up and stare at the blog for awhile, read other blogs, lose all inncentive to write. 

Take the dgos out again.  Lather, rinse, repeat.  Then I go to bed out of pure boredom. 

Somewhere in there I take pills.  It's the pain that's doing me in this time.  I can't think past the basics. 

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Comments

[Walls]

There's only one thing for it, then. Either workout at your convenience or the dogs.

[TC]

What can we do? I need incentive, too. I'm too tired after work or have too many things to do, or ... I'm too damn lazy. I haven't touched my total gym since I got sick but today I did take the stairs up to work - 2 times. Lost my breath so have to slow it down a bit. Got crap in my lungs again. Then, the wind is terrible, too. How many more excuses can I dream up!!!???

The pain might get better after working out again, too. But that's a catch-22. Can't walk cause of pain, pain 'cause can't walk?

[MsShad]

The wind! Haven't thought of that excuse yet - must keep in my Excuse Blog for next time. Altho... today's excuse is that it is SNOWING.