Thursday, June 3, 2010

Two Days Left

My modified VT challenge ends tomorrow. I have two more lunches to eat in, two more days with scheduled meditation, and two more days of doing something active at least 30 minutes a day.

Yesterday Dexter and I walked for about 45 minutes after I got home from work.

What? You haven't met Dexter? Sorry about that.

Blog, meet Dexter.

That picture is from his very first day at our house. He's much less shaggy now, and he weighs about seven pounds less. Borrowing from an episode of As Time Goes By, I like to say that Dexter's breed is a secret known only to his mother and father. The vet says he's spaniel with a bit of chow (black tongue, long swoopy tail). I think he's perfect.*

We adopted Dexter in 2006. We think he was five years old then, but that's based on cobbled-together information and guesswork. I pretend he was born in August 2001, and perhaps that is true.

We think he was abused, and he's got a little bit of crazy.

Also, stuffed toys are not safe around him. His favorite place to be is on my lap, which is convenient as that is my favorite place for him to be as well.

I adore my dog.

Anyway, Dexter and I went for a walk yesterday. It was humid, but breezy. I was sweating when I got home, but it wasn't horrible at all. I am a delicate flower when it comes to... well, many things, but especially when it comes to temperature. I keep threatening to move to Maine to live beside Jessica Fletcher; in my mind Maine is not humid and is full of interesting characters. I blame the Hallmark Channel.

I've been kicking around a few thoughts with regard to this challenge.
  • It's been good to save a bit of money by eating lunch at work every day instead of going out once a week... although spending under $5.50 at Subway doesn't seem like that big of a deal.
  • Meditating hasn't taken hold of me as I had hoped. This is a bummer.
  • Requiring myself to do something active for 30 minutes each work day has been very good. Last night, I would have plunked myself onto the couch if I didn't have this goal. Walking is good for lowering my stress.

Most interestingly:
  • I think I'm getting tired of setting goals.
I'm not sure what to make of that.

Tune in tomorrow for Recipe #20! It's fermenting on my counter as I type. For real.

*Insert plug for adopting pets from rescues here.


  1. Awwww-what an adorable, precious Dexter you have! I love his "rescue" story! Okay--so my dream is to live retire with hubby to a lighthouse off the coast of Maine--I saw a documentary on this once and can't get it out of my mind! And yes, Maine is all of that and more! (I don't think they have ticks either--hooray!)

  2. Did you say you're getting tired of setting goals? Really? This may be the end of life as we know it.