I got a stutter-start reacquainting myself with my treadmill this week. I'm slowly getting back into the swing. However, no self-respecting dog owner can work out on a treadmill solely, so I'll warm up with my girls, Okie & Stella.
I hate working out y'all. I also hate looking like I hate to work out. Plus the weather is cooling off and I have a knee-length tailored trench, a chocolate cord blazer, jeans and wool slacks that MUST be worn this Fall. So, my hate affair with my treadmill continues.