When the gym closed last March, my personal trainer, a collie, rejoiced and pointed with his nose toward the door. “It’s cold, icy and dark,” I protested, and he mouth-grabbed the leash from the hook.
Eight months later, the collie’s lost two pounds and I’ve lost nine, and we’re walking four to five miles a day. When the pandemic loosens its grip, I’m not sure I’ll give up this walking habit, not that my collie pup will let me, although it’s back to being cold and icy. But the ducks are out and so are we. Hope you’ll join us:)
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