I have to say, especially blog wise, I feel like I've kind of lost my muse. I know I enjoy following marathon journeys on blogs as I'm sure a lot of you enjoyed following mine. It's hard to know what else to share now that the marathon is over when that was sort of the "big event" in my life for a while.
While I do kind of miss running, I have channeled a lot of my running energy into yoga and love that I am rediscovering my love for it. I have 22 classes paid for at my new studio and am looking forward to all of them. I am always so tight and inflexible and really hope to change that. Plus, it's just such a good combination of a workout and relaxation that I always leave feeling good.
I went to an hour and a half power flow class last night (with Jen) and it was tough, but awesome. I tried doing a handstand against a wall and kind of crashed and burned, but at least I tried!
Before I went to yoga I assembled this turkey sandwich on a croissant.
It had cheese, avocado, cilantro, and tomato on it and was yummy pre-yoga food.
Later after yoga I had a bowl of banana/peanut butter soft serve with chocolate sauce drizzled on it. Nom nom :)
Ok, dog people, I have a situation to ask you about. The weekend of my marathon I took Clyde to his doggie daycare for the weekend, since Greg and I would both be away and we needed a place for him to go. He'd been a couple times before and once was overnight for one night, but this was definitely the longest he's been there. All the other times went well- happy dog, happy people at doggie daycare, happy doggie parents. We felt like we finally had a good place for him to go on the rare occasion we need to board him.
Well, this time didn't go as well. All seemed relatively normal when I picked him up that Sunday. He smelled "like he'd been out of the nest" as my mom would say, so I bathed him when we got home, but by all accounts we went back to normal with our routine. Until Tuesday. He um, did #2 in the house! He's been potty trained for at least 6 months now, so it came as sort of a shock to me, but I figured he may be off his routine from three days at daycare and kind of let it slide the ONE time. A couple days go by and he did it AGAIN on Friday! Again, I'm horrified, clean it up, yell at him, crate him for the day (it happened before I went to work), and try to be strict about his routine and taking him out often so he gets the message. I'm thinking that's it. Then he did it AGAIN yesterday! It's weird! I just don't know why he's so thrown from his routine. Have you guys ever had this situation from boarding your dog? I really like the place we take him to, but now I'm thinking we'll never be able to board him for a weekend again if we're going to have to RE-potty train him every time he goes there. Ugh... frustrating! I welcome your thoughts, feedback, stories, etc...