Put on my boots and waterproof, put my little Alfie into his raincoat (5 month old cockapoo) and tramped over the golf course through the woods and park for an hour this morning, wonderful. We both came home black as the fire back, jumped in the shower together(the things you do with a dog) then settled down with a nice cup of tea. I got Alfie in January, and once he was given the green light to go out from the vet, jabs and so on, we haven't looked back. We go out every day for a minimum of an hour, then at least 2 more half hour walks for him.
Not only is this unwelcome blubber starting to shift, but the exercise and fresh air lift my spirits no end. I also have osteoporosis, so the walking is the absolute best thing I can do.
It's going to be wet the rest of this week and next here in Leeds, but it wont deter us, as the thought of burning all those calories is driving me on.
Good luck and keep those feet moving.