Happy two-hundredth post!
I don't know who I'm saying that to. This is my 200th post (woohoo?)
So, what happened with the weather? It went from 70 degrees to 45 degrees overnight? Is that even legal? I had the window in my room cracked last night and woke up in the middle of the night freezing. I got up to shut it, and Pippi was over on the chair all snuggled up in pillows trying to stay warm. When I got up to shut the window, she came back to the bed and I covered her all up with blankets and she buried her head in the pillows. I have a feeling I'm going to need to get her sweaters for Winter. I've never had a dog who needed to be as warm as me!
Ok, if you want to laugh...a lot, go to etsy and search for "dog sweater". What do you think about this one for Pippi?
|Hooooold on a second. Why would you post a picture of your dog making |
that face?! I'm not even looking at the sweater anymore!
Here's another dog that looks totally pissed. The jacket looks warm, though! If I were a dog I'd rock it.
|"You better sleep with one eye open, you bastard."source|
Pippi doesn't like rain (or bath water) getting in her ears, which is a problem since they stand straight up, like rain funnels.
|I wonder if Yoda had some sort of ear gutter system.|
Ok, enough of that. But seriously, if you need a laugh, searching for images of "dog sweater" is a good place to start.
Now on to training. I've yet to decide on a half marathon training plan, although I guess whichever one I choose, I can start with the 7-mile long run week and go from there. It looks like most of them don't allow for cross-training days, so I'll be somewhat designing my own. (I need my cross-training in order to stay sane!)
Yesterday I had grand plans of getting in a run and some strength and then having a glass of wine when I got home. Unfortunately, my run was a dizzy one so I didn't want to make the situation worse with wine. Instead, I stopped at Starbucks on my way home for a caramel apple cider. Of course I was in my sweaty gym clothes which always throws people off for some reason. The barista lady asked if I wanted whipped cream on my cider. I guess since I had obviously just come from working out, she was expecting me to say no. But you better believe I want whipped cream on top! Pile it high, please.
|I've had this for dessert way more times than I'd like to admit.|
I think it's funny that it's assumed people who work out don't eat junk food.
Show me the cookies!