And I'm not talking "food baby," although that can be a traumatic experience as well. I'm talking about a puppy. Those cute, cuddly, lovable little bundles with sweet little eyes and wagging tails.
Yeah, all that...along with nighttime crying, chewing, biting, messing in their crates (and sometimes the floor), the need for constant attention...wow.
But he's a keeper. We got him last Monday and named him Apollo. He's a pure-bred yellow lab. He will be my running buddy in a year or so (fingers crossed). My kids love him. My wife...eh, she's not an animal lover. She pretty much got overruled on this one. But...and she admits it...he's grown on her already. (But I get stuck doing ALL the dirty work)
Needless to say, my schedule has been revised by necessity. I did manage to get a run in both Tuesday and Thursday and, with tomorrow's run, I will have my first double-digit mileage week this year. I never thought I'd be celebrating a weekly distance that used to be ONE routine run...but I am. And I went "long" on Thursday, with a 4.5 mile run. I did miss my scheduled swims, but I got in an hour bike ride today.
I'll leave you with some pics of our new addition. Have a great weekend!