Tired again today, but I ran. Not necessarily because I wanted to, though ...
I came home from work to find that Molly is having a tummy issue (again) and had pooped in her room. Times like these make me so glad we leave her shut up in the vinyl-floored laundry room, as opposed to letting her loose in the house. I really didn't want to deal with the poop (and technically, the nurse told me not to), so we went outside to walk and run. However, a short time into the run, Molly started panting a lot so I decided it was probably too hot for her and we should turn around while we were still semi-close to the house. I finished up my run on the treadmill, which wasn't so bad.
