If any good at all has come from my silly game of running every day for 23 days straight, it's quality time. That one miler with my kiddo the other night was fun. One on one time with any of em is rare these days, I think she liked it. And I have become quite the dog owner again. Paying Alex 2 bucks for each walk is something, but there's no substitute for a jog with alpha. At least that's what I imagine Fez thinking. If dogs think. They do, right? Yeah. I'm sure they do.
One mile, 8:50 on snow packed road. beautiful night
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