my dog runs more than your dog.

on an average week bailey runs about ten miles. and that is not including the usain bolt sprints she does around the dog park.

for not having a watch or any concept of time, she sets a pretty good pace. that is until nature calls, she smells something, a motorcycle or worse a bicycle passes, or she just stops short in front of me for no good reason. SQUIRREL!

but who are we kidding, she is actually just walking fast.

there are days where i just don't want to get out of bed at 6am, especially to run. but when we finally get out the door, after many sighs and rolls of her eyes as i stumble around, i remember it's worth it. seeing her ears bounce up and down and her tail wagging around makes me realize this is not so bad. even though we run the same route every single time, it's a new adventure for her.


c'mon mom...let's go for a RUN!


it's so peaceful in the morning too. just me and bailey. and her bag of poop.

she's usually kind enough to go at the beginning so i have to carry it the whole way. or better yet when she goes twice. i especially loved the time there was a hole in the bag and it acted like a frosting bag, only instead of chocolate frosting i was covered in crap.

but it really is worth it. she needs to get her energy out so she doesn't eat any more books, pants or glue sticks. and i sure need the exercise because when i'm not covered in crap i actually am covered in chocolate.

anyways, bailey would definitely win the womens 100, 400, 800 and 5K if they had dog olympics. i know everyone was just obsessed with the actual olympics so you know what that means.

if i didn't have her i'd have to cover all those miles on my own. and let's face it, i probably wouldn't. i feel so lucky to have her as a running partner.

she's my best friend, pace setter, and frosting maker.