My own private outside

Usually we can't even go to this trail on the weekend because there's no time to run between all the jumping into the poison oak whenever a bike rides by. But this year Mom has only gotten poison oak one time.

Number one rule of running

Today we ran a new trail. Mom broke our Number One Rule of Running, and answered text messages on the run. The New Trail was steep, and every time she stopped to walk she would check her phone, and then dictate something in an angry voice before we started running again. Because we were going... Continue Reading →

Business Dog

Today's run was like something out of an action movie where we were being chased by a shadowy government agency and got into exciting adventures in a foreign land. Mom and I left the house and went to My Trail as we usually do, but we passed every spot that we would usually turn around.... Continue Reading →

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