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The week of 9/28/2009:

• Monday: AM - 5k on the treadmill and stretch, PM - challenges
• Tuesday: AM - at least 2 miles with Little Dog( 2.5 actually!), Afternoon - 1 mile walk to Kokopelli's for lunch, PM - Rest FAIL!1.5 miles of walking all three dogs at the same time.
  
• Wednesday: AM - 5k on the treadmill (32:05 compared to Monday's 29:14), PM - challenges FAIL!
  
• Thursday: AM - Lift at the gym (core and pullup!) FAIL!, PM - Rest
• Friday: AM - 3.75 miles with Little Dog, PM - challenges
• Saturday: AM - 8 miles with Little Dog and Mister Dog, PM - Rest
• Sunday: AM - Lift at the gym (core, pullup!), challenge test and cross train!

Ah, for the best laid plans of me!! They don't always work! You may have noticed that I planned previously to run Little Dog to the dog park on Monday and Wednesday - but this did NOT happen. And why is that? Oh my beloved job, that is why. I had to be in early on Monday and Wednesday to process some samples that came in with NO notification (well, I guess one business day in advance is SOME notification...) and that have VERY short (24 hour) shelf lives. So that means getting work before my normal 9am time - since the samples are supposed to be there by 830am and have to be done ASAP.

Yeah. The trip to the gym was fine - though I'd forgotten how long time is when on the treadmill as opposed to running with Little Dog. Even showering at the gym was fine (though there was this little girl with a towel and a thong...but that's another day and another store). But on Monday, FedEx delivered the WRONG package and had to be hunted down so the samples were almost two hours late and on Wednesday, FedEx swears they tried to deliver at 0716, when there were three of us in the lab, and none of us heard them. So again, the samples were late. Almost 3 hours this time. Gack.

Disrupting Little Dog schedule makes her nutty with lack of exercise and it disrupts the boys' (Mr. Dog and Skinny Dog) schedule as well since one person cannot take three dogs to the dog park. Well, they can but not these three without wanting three shock collars and an industrially strength dog repellent. The nice thing about going in to work so early is that I get to leave early though.

Well, at least that's what I thought, until I got home last night. Ripley had been up the previous night at 1100, 0200, 0245 and about 0400. At least one of those times she had to poop and the other times I just ignored her or sent her outside without observing her. Yeah, apparently I should have paid more attention because I came home to the poop explosion in her kennel. She was covered, her kennel was covered, Mr. Dog's kennel was covered, her bedding was covered, Mr. Dog's bedding was covered, her chewie squirrel was covered, the FLOOR and the GROUT and the WALL were also liberally doused. It was a major ick factor that took about 2 hours to clean up. And meanwhile, Little Dog was still squirting, as it were. Poor thing. All the way up until about 7 or 8pm she was having diarrhea. And occasional vomiting.

So, I didn't work out last night or this morning. But I did get to stay home from work - it didn't really seem fair to put her in her kennel just on the off chance that she might have another bout of the poopies. No one and nothing should have to lay in their own feces for an entire day. That's just not fair. Thus far, she's been healthy and so has Mr. Dog and Skinny Dog. Let's just hope it continues and that Little Dog keeps down her dinner (which will be like her breakfast, 1/4 of what she normally gets liberally mixed with pumpkin). Assumign that she's okay tonight, we're going running tomorrow morning!