Yesterday marked Maggie's triumphant return to the world of running dogs.
She was not thrilled, but I was. It was a beautiful day and warm enough that I didn't need tights or gloves. Roo-Bearski and I knocked at 4 miles at an 8:09 pace...which might have been a little speedy for her. The last 1/2 mile I talked to her the whole way. She needs a little encouragement.
When we got home, I popped in a Jillian (EVIL, I tell you) DVD while Maggie "rested." It only took her 45 minutes until she was ready to start licking my face during the mat portions.
This is Maggie's "I'M EFFING TIRED" face. Poor baby.