Day 8

It's still freakin cold out. I walked at a leisurely pace around the mall for about 10 minutes in heels. Then I came home and was fairly active for a little while. Can you tell I was also tired and feeling rather lazy? Yeah.

Day 7

It's friggin cold outside. 25 degrees. Buster was acting like a complete monster so we went on a walk. While I was bundling myself and him up Bear was standin at the door like he wanted to come, so I grabbed a leash and the three of us went on a walk, a friggin cold walk. We did 10 minutes. No more, no less. It's friggin cold.