It hasn’t been the easiest week for morning walking I’ve pretty much had to force myself to get up for the walk. The frustrating thing is that once I am up and out, I enjoy the walk. So, it isn’t the walk so much as the getting up. But then I do get up.
The last few walks has featured the appearance of a dog with a squeaky tennis ball, which as soon as the dog sees me, it hairs toward me, just drops the ball at my feet and then retreats expectantly. I kick the ball, and it chases. It’ll do this several times before I move on. We have a laugh over it.
Even just having a week away, has taken the “Ooomph” out of me, but I am determined to get it back. Sorry, not a good post today.