The Fitness Protection Program
Sorry I can’t today.
My sister’s friend’s mother’s grandpa’s brother’s grandson’s
uncle’s fish died today.
And yes, it was tragic.
Duff here. A new Level of Exercise introduced to Me over the last Few weeks. For many years, I would Wolf down dinner and stretch for a Moment. Then Mom and I would saunter out to Take care of My Evening Constitutional. Lately, Mom has added another Step to this process: The Walk immediately prior to Bedtime. Sigh. Not living unstuck.
There are Many Days when at that time, I’m comfortably Settled in on My living room Bed. Asleep. Snoring. Even dreaming of that Elusive Squirrel. You would think Mom would have some Compassion. But Nooo… So, I drag My Paws. Walk as slowly as I can. Stop to stare into Space. Her antidote? Pick Me up and Carry Me to the farthest possible place away from Home, where I’m vastly encouraged to Do My Number. Totally unfair! (She doesn’t realize I’m a Certified Member of the Fitness Protection Program.) But I forgive Her, for She feeds Me. Living unstuck.
How about You? Are You an Active Person brimming with energy? Or are You also a Certified Member of this Elite Group? I say: Stick with Me. There are Times when Being in this Club pays Big Rewards… Particularly during the Dog Days of Summer. Living unstuck. #unstuck-living#fitness
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