On the Road Again

For FREE:

1 Hairless Dog

He is very adorable (as you can tell from the picture). But, on most days, he will make you just want to scream, out of annoyance.

For RENT:

1 Cry Baby

Again, completely adorable. But, on most days, she will make you just want to scream!

• Keep in mind, this is a temporary exchange. I will be wanting to get her back. I am looking forward to watching her grow into something other than a Crying Baby. You know, like, a Crying Toddler.

I have decided that we WILL be walking. I don't care if Gwendolyn cries every day until she can no longer fit into her stroller - WE WILL WALK. I have also decided that I WILL find, and charge, my I-pod so that I do not have to listen to her. I'll leave that privilege for the rest of my neighborhood.

Still haven't found the collar for this dog. I had to take a really long walk today to avoid and go around where there were people walking, because...

• (A) I don't want my dog to attack the people
• (B) I don't want the people to turn me in for not leashing my dog
• (C) I don't want to have to answer questions from the people about why my dog has no hair.

Oh look - here we are at the end of the walk and the little Gwendolyn has not died from such torture. Perhaps I will keep her after all. I'm starting to love this little pout.

Three Days...Feels more like TEN

- We didn't start our walk until 10:30 today. The marvelous and HOT Tucson sun reminded me of cute little skirts and tank tops...not to mention the bikinis (we'll see). Needless to say...this thought reminded me why I needed to make it to four days.

-Gwendolyn's still not a huge fan of the work0ut regime. But, she's awfully cute, is she not?

2 Days In A Row

Okay, we are on a roll. Don't be surprised if I post about walking a lot...I'm trying to force accountability. Does anyone know how to add a calendar with a tally or ticker of some kind, to my blog...so I can post my progress...forcing myself to continue so I won't look like a fool??

-Anyway, my goal is to make my husband want to be late for work in the morning (wink, wink). And, that would be a truly amazing feat...he's pretty prompt.

-Gwendolyn doesn't understand why I make her leave her house and go walking. She's in love with me just the way I am. But, as we all know, my little Gwendolyn's gotta have attitude about EVERYTHING. She just had this smug look on her face the whole time...

Below is an insert from my documented 1st attempt at exercising after Gwendolyn was born...

11.17.08

-I tried to take a power walk today. It took forever to find the dog's leash, get the stroller from the car, open the garage...only to find that the keypad to close it once I have left is not working. So, I get the opener from my car and have to put it back again when I come back. I can’t find my Yankee hat and my sunglasses are too big. I put my cell phone and everything in the very convenient pocket of the stroller, but then realize there are two of these pockets and I can’t find my stuff when I need it (as I'm walking and searching at the same time). I went to look for water bottles in the fridge. There are none. It’s so hot outside; I can’t even stand it. -The baby is dressed in a hot sleeper and, of course, the pickiest dog in the world is panting like death is immanent. He keeps pushing the stroller and pulling it b/c he wants to stop and go to the bathroom. Sure, he doesn’t have to go all day long at home, but then we step one foot outside and he cannot wait even another second. I keep running back in to look for the things I can’t find and had forgotten I would want when I first went into the garage. I have to use the door opener so that I can see the stroller and prevent the baby from getting stolen. I didn’t know where my i-pod was, but found it…then had to look for the headphones. It’s so hot and there is no water…and I am just sure my baby will overheat… -The whole walk lasts a total of 10 minutes. I’m all sweaty and completely out of shape. I realize I will have to take another shower…and it’s difficult enough to take one of those a day.

-I remember that being a really hard experience for me, especially in my state of depression. I guess that might have something to do with the fact that it took me two and a half months to get back out there. Or, my hesitation could just be due to the fact that exercising takes more effort than blogging. Who's to say?!

-Anyway, this morning at 8am, we tried it again.

-This time I couldn't find the dog's collar and didn't even bother looking for the i-pod. And, I gotta say...my walk had very little power associated with it! But, It's a start and I need to get out there every day.