Born to Run

Since we've had the dog, I've been to the gym once. ONCE. That's just not cool for me. I heart the treadmill. But, I heart my hellion/snuggler (depending on Siena's mood and energy level) more. Thankfully, we got the okay from the vet to run small amounts with her, and Ryan and I are training her to chew a bone while we jump around like idiots and lift weights to the Biggest Loser DVD. (I can't imagine what she thinks we're doing. lol.)

So, yesterday, for the first time, we took her out to the trail and ran her for 5 minutes, rested and then tried another 5 minutes, plus some walking. Turns out the little bugger loves it. She runs like a little sled dog. Now, if I want to run some I take the pup out for a jog. Granted, she can't run for long, but we'll build that up. She'll be out-running me in no time.

In honor of this fitness-related post, here's a video of her on the Bosu ball. She stumbled up on it while I was working out one day and hilarity ensued. She's a brave little thing at times.