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It's been raining on and off for the past two days. Nice way to start off Spring Break. I can't complain, though; it means that when I go somewhere with the dogs there won't be other people around. Only really crazy dog people go out in less-than-ideal conditions.
I like the rain, actually, and the dogs don't seem to notice it.
I also have come to the realization that running is now an important aspect of my life, more so than I thought. I didn't run for about a week (last week) and I found myself getting really irritable and short-tempered. It got to the point, yesterday, where I nearly had an emotional breakdown. I went for a run last night and I immediately felt better.
Thinking back, before I started running regularly I often had episodes of irritability, and Panic was most often the target of it (since I spend the most time around him). I always felt awful about myself afterward, like I didn't deserve to even own a dog if I got so frustrated like that. It sucked so bad. It makes me cry just thinking about it. :[
I like the rain, actually, and the dogs don't seem to notice it.
I also have come to the realization that running is now an important aspect of my life, more so than I thought. I didn't run for about a week (last week) and I found myself getting really irritable and short-tempered. It got to the point, yesterday, where I nearly had an emotional breakdown. I went for a run last night and I immediately felt better.
Thinking back, before I started running regularly I often had episodes of irritability, and Panic was most often the target of it (since I spend the most time around him). I always felt awful about myself afterward, like I didn't deserve to even own a dog if I got so frustrated like that. It sucked so bad. It makes me cry just thinking about it. :[