Whew!

Got some exercise in today, and I hadn't actually realized it's been almost three weeks! Three weeks since my poor dog really had a walk, and even longer since I'd tried doing some yoga. It was tough. Nipper and I got about a block away from home and I started feeling winded! We made it to the park, about four blocks, and I let him off his leash to wander around the creek and the park on his own. He was a good boy. He didn't get very far away from me, and even though he wanted to go wander around town, he obeyed when I called him back. On our way back, he walked slow for me, even. I don't know what I'd do without him through this. He's 10 years old, and I worry he won't be with me much longer. He's been a good friend, and I need him now more than ever. So stay healthy, hound!

I tried some yoga, from a tape of a show on the Health Network that they conveniently put on at 5:30 a.m. I have about two 8-hour tapes worth, so it should last me awhile. I think I'll stay away from those moves that mean supporting my weight with my arms. It didn't hurt, but I could feel my port in my chest. I think I'll just stick with the stretching type moves and maybe work on some upper body work starting with my one-pound weights. Or maybe even just the motions. Just gotta keep listening to my body and not overdo it. That could be the hardest part of getting through this.