Welcome to a new STC week! I think mine is off to a pretty good start. Walked EllieDawg on the beach yesterday -- pretty day, temps in high 50s or 60s. Lots of other dogs being walked, and she barked at every one. As I read up on Chesapeake Bay Retrievers, I see that is pretty typical. They have a dominant personality and can be aggressive around other dogs they don't know and haven't bonded with. Anyway, it was refreshing to get a beach walk in January. Also made it to workout room and did that machine that you pedal, but also arm-push at same time -- need to get the name--all of y'all probably know it. (It is brand-spanking new; looks like our HOA decided to invest in fitness -- good for them.) It might be just the thing I need to improve arm strength after discovering at the gym I can no longer get the ball up to the basket easily, not even at close range.
Went with son and grandkids, all 4 of them, to Ultimate California Pizza Zone, last evening. They had a ball. (The 13 year-old g-daughter won some virtual reality thing that you can wear that puts you on a roller-coaster or a shark cage or similar venues.) I shared a Greek salad with my DW and had just 2 1/2 small slices of thin pizza (so not too bad) while watching the Packers/Cowboys game -- wow, what a game!
Ellie took me on a long walk just now -- I read that if you have a Chessie, you need to do that with them. Great for folks who love walking, as I do. Chessies need lots of exercise. Not the kind of dawg to have in a tiny apartment on the 20th floor somewhere. Together, we already have 5,100 steps for the day and it's not even noon.
Grandson's basketball practice tonight. If I take a few shots afterwards, I will be very careful! Don't need any more falls. I am thankful that the extra exercise I did yesterday helped resolve the soreness from landing on a hardwood floor. Moral: Better to keep moving than to veg-out feeling sorry for yourself!
Looking forward to hearing from you folks when you have a few spare minutes.
Cheers,
Superbob
Went with son and grandkids, all 4 of them, to Ultimate California Pizza Zone, last evening. They had a ball. (The 13 year-old g-daughter won some virtual reality thing that you can wear that puts you on a roller-coaster or a shark cage or similar venues.) I shared a Greek salad with my DW and had just 2 1/2 small slices of thin pizza (so not too bad) while watching the Packers/Cowboys game -- wow, what a game!
Ellie took me on a long walk just now -- I read that if you have a Chessie, you need to do that with them. Great for folks who love walking, as I do. Chessies need lots of exercise. Not the kind of dawg to have in a tiny apartment on the 20th floor somewhere. Together, we already have 5,100 steps for the day and it's not even noon.
Grandson's basketball practice tonight. If I take a few shots afterwards, I will be very careful! Don't need any more falls. I am thankful that the extra exercise I did yesterday helped resolve the soreness from landing on a hardwood floor. Moral: Better to keep moving than to veg-out feeling sorry for yourself!
Looking forward to hearing from you folks when you have a few spare minutes.
Cheers,
Superbob