I’ve had trouble running since the DARE 5K (apparently I’ll never stop talking about it), but I’ve taken Tabby on some walks.
Monday I did manage a short run, so Tabby walked my cooldown with me, as she likes to do. I put a little variety in my life by walking around the block next to ours instead of our own block as usual. We ran into a couple of dogs we know, Chico and Bear, with their person (whose name I embarrassingly don’t know). Bear was riding in one of those front carriers on the person, so I petted him. I tried to pet Chico, but he was more into trying to sniff Tabby’s butt.
Tuesday I felt dreadfully tired, not for any good reason, but wanted to get postcards sent to my soldiers. I picked out some Georgia cards I thought they’d like and tried to write a few amusing comments on the back. Obviously it would have been better for the blog if I had send Mohawk Valley post cards. Last week I sent post cards from Little Falls (picked up during our fabulous Saturday there, which gave me three blog posts). We walked to the post office. Tabby pooped on the way, and I was so tired I had to concentrate to remember to put the post cards in the mailbox and the poop bag in the trash and not the other way around.
Steven graciously agreed to accompany us on Wednesday, and I suggested we walk down German Street to the path on what used to be a hydraulic canal. It’s such a pleasant walkway, and now there is parking for people visiting the folks that live along that area. We turned down a street I didn’t recall walking down before. We admired a couple of screened in porches, noted some frog figurines in a front yard, and stopped once to let a little girl pet Tabby. It was an enjoyable if uneventful walk, and it took us a good half hour. Nothing to rival the prodigious walks my parents take, but we’re younger than they are. We haven’t been doing it as long.
Thursday we all walked together again, and walked for a shorter time. We discussed our plans for the upcoming weekend. I simply must do something more exciting to blog about. We came up with a few ideas. Stay tuned.
Mohawk Valley Girl 