This morning I was in kind of a rotten mood, so I decided we would walk farther than usual to see if that would help me shake it. So we walked for about an hour and a half (somewhere over 5 miles). It didn't help shake the mood, but I certainly did feel like I had walked some.
After a shower and breakfast I sat down to work on some code I am building to support my online class. I left my shoes off because for some reason all of my shoes have started pinching my little toe. Just a couple of minutes ago I decided I had better get going on construction (well, technically destruction), so I started to put my shoes on. Charlie immediately jumped out of his bed and started getting excited for the upcoming walk. A veterinarian told me that an unconstrained boxer would walk something like 80 miles per day, so I guess from Charlie's point of view it makes sense, but I told him he was dreaming.
Incidentally, working on the code got rid of the funk. Who knew?
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