Argh, I kept singing “wake up wake up wake up” this entire morning
until I looked at the calendar and saw that I have one more day to go.
For some reason I’m really excited for August although I really have
nothing going on this month (August is actually one of my least
favorite months because of that and that it’s killer hot out). I was
thinking to myself “Wow, my first Colorado August! I wonder what it
will bring to me?” but alas I will think about that come tomorrow.

Mad respect for Bone Thugs

And for me to be so chipper this morning is also a complete mystery to
me. Let’s start at the very beginning of my morning when I went
upstairs to get my morning coffee and let Lincoln out to do his thing
aka my morning ritual. All was right in the world, I got a decent
amount of sleep and I had a hot cup of joe in my hand. I walked over
to the front door to let Lincoln out but I didn’t see him anywhere. I
called out his name and again, nothing. I started to freak out a bit
because Linky is just eight pounds and if he got out into the alley,
who knows what kind of creature could hurt him. I contemplated putting
on pants to go outside and search for him but thought “Screw that, I
need to find my poohuahua!”  I was in a robe (a cute one thank god not
like a creepy one that Uncle Eddie from National Lampoons Christmas Vacation would wear) and that was somewhat enough and besides,
I got junk in the trunk and I’m sure my neighbors wouldn’t mind seeing
that (narcissism part of one!)

So I went out into the alley way,barely awake and screaming out Lincoln’s name like a nutcase. I was in such a rush between trying to find him and contemplating if I
should wear pants that I forgot shoes, who doesn’t go into an alley
way without shoes?? This is just further evidence that I do NOT
operate well without a proper amount of coffee in my system.  After a
few steps, I saw my little baby angel eating God knows what off of the
road and that’s when I started walking towards him and yelling his
name. And what did said baby angel do? He ran away from me. Me, the
hand that feeds him and rubs his belly on the regular, he was running
away from this? What gives?

Dreaming of running away from home

The magic paws

He finally stopped and I caught up to him, snatched him up then stormed back into the house. I was in a world of pissed off and along with was running late when I wanted to be at work early since it was month end, was starting to panic about the smart
move of not wearing shoes in the alley way and the diseases that I
could catch. Needless to say, I don’t do well with that much excitement in the morning.

Then I started to think about my Monday which was a completely
different experience than today. For once, Monday was peaceful and
relaxing. Work was pretty steady so the day flew by which is a
welcoming change of pace compared to last week.  Plus the fact that I
fit in 4 miles of walking at work helped but there was a small incident during my lunchtime walk. I was making my way back to the office and saw construction workers on the side of the road and on the sidewalk. Instead of walking by them, I took a shortcut through the lawn of an office building. Little did I know it was a marsh of some sorts and by the time I walked through there my feet were completely drenched, which I find to be one of the most disgusting feelings ever.

So I let my sneakers dry overnight and found solace in the comfort of great snacks like pita and hummus.

This pita bread? Some of the best I’ve ever had. Cutting down on my carb intake has been fairly easy however when you live with a bread delivery man, it’s a bit hard to resist temptation in the form of pita bread. I love how the pita is separated into two parts already because when I try to split pita, it looks like something the Wolverine touched.

When I got home from work, took another 1.5 mile walk with Lincoln. The plan that evening was to relax and just hang out but sometime after dinner I got a burst of energy and let’s be honest, a little walk never hurt anyone right?

As you can see, we had a gorgeous view during our walk. I think this was a huge driving force on my last walk of the day because if I was on a treadmill I would have just stopped after 10 or 15 minutes. I’ve been averaging 3.5 miles a day when I’m at work so walking 5.5 miles for fun is huge! I don’t think I’ve ever walked that much for leisure and I felt wonderful. Walking through an alley way without shoes or walking through a beautiful park with my misbehaved pup? I choose the latter.