After my 18 miler I decided I deserved a good, honest rest day. No swimming, no yoga…and sleeping in! It was all foiled by my dog when he decided he was ready to get up at 6:00 am…grumble, grumble, grumble…
...sometimes with a little swimming and biking thrown in...
Dear Dogs!! ROcky jumped in my bed at 5 AM this morning! Not happy camper here.
Congrats on the 18 miler!! You’re going to kick ass in Quebec!
darn dogs is right!