For the third day in a row, I ran my mile.  Yesterday I took my Chow Border Collie cross Shadow who is very athletic.  He is built just like a Border Collie.  He only looks Chow Chow in color and purple tongue.  I’m not exactly sure what our time was because I forgot my watch to track the run, but from just manually timing it seemed to be about 12 minutes.  Close to my usual run.  He did great.  We did have to stop and admire a deer at one point which effected the time, but I’m not so set on beating the previous days time that I’d miss out on enjoying the beauty of nature.  Today I took my female purebred Chow Chow Maggie.  Maggie is pretty athletic for a Chow.  Maggie is also very well trained on a leash and heels quite well.  Turns out she isn’t too speedy over a long distance and our run was 13:42. I was totally bummed when I saw how far behind we were.  I’d prefer to take her since she is so well behaved, but I can’t drag her along just to improve my time.  Shadow will get another chance it seems.  I know overtime he will get better about staying on one side and not jerking my arm to chase wildlife.  He is exceptionally smart.  And he deserves some slack since he spent the first 9 months of his life in a barren backyard doing nothing.  He has had quite an exciting life since I picked him up in Michigan 2.5 months ago.  He has 3 doggie friends now, gets regular walks, professional grooming, current on all his vet cares, and a loving home.  I’ll share his very special story in another post sometime. 

I’m actually proud of myself for running 3 days in a row.  Even if it was super slow today I was still out there and I still worked up a sweat.  My medicine ball arrived today so I will be starting an ab routine in addition to the run.  I’m hopeful to do a dedicated ab workout at least 4 days a week.  

I am not super proud of myself for making 2 dozen oatmeal chocolate chip cookies last night and then eating 5 of them before bed.  I do forgive myself.  I can’t be perfect every day.  I can do better the next day.  Getting down on myself just leads to more destructive behaviors.  One night of bad judgement isn’t going to undo weeks of hard work. 

I look forward to making mile 4 tomorrow morning.