Day One: Time speeds up.

A funny thing happened on the exercise portion of this three week adventure.
Time sped up.

Editorial Note: (um - this should have been slowed down. Bwhahaha this is why I am not a Science Fiction writer.  In my fantasy world I could blame the backwards thinking on some evil wizard who has befuddled the damsels mind.  In reality - I call it a senior moment ;)

I walk my pup every morning and we are gone for 30-45 minutes.  I've never considered this exercise as it is more meander behind the dog and wait while he sniffs.

For the next three weeks I have to walk 30-45 minutes a day.  I decided that if I walk with a purpose I could walk my dog and exercise too. We headed out in the morning and I picked up my feet. Sort of marching along.  Then during the sniff portion I walked in place or bounced.  If it kept my heart rate up it was good.

As we rounded the home stretch that should have marked 45 minutes I checked my phone.  Had we entered a vortex?  We had only been gone 25 minutes.  Wha?

I suggested to my pup that we head down Laughing Cats.  He gave me that pleased look and was more than willing to stay out longer.

I have decided that it is my 'marching' that gives Chester the urgency to go faster.  This could be a win/win as my pup is a bit tubby too.

In case you were wondering I have given my own names to the streets.
There is Main, Cop (cop car lives on the block), Rose (corner house with a million rose bushes),  Wolf Corner,  there is also a street I named Laughing Cats.

When my pup was little there were two cats that lived at the corner house. They KNEW that Chester was on a leash and they went out of their way to torment him when we'd walk by, thus Laughing Cats.  One day I'd had enough of their bullying and I let the leash out its full length.  I should probably change the name to Not Laughing Now Cats, but it doesn't have the same ring.