Well actually I am not going to show you because it is pretty gross.<\/p>\n
Because the weather has taken a turn for the better (ie not so hot) and because Barley is getting way too large around the middle I decided to skip the rec center and take her out for a run.<\/p>\n
Barley is a great dog to walk<\/em> because she doesn’t need a leash. But you have to watch her because if we get anywhere near our street she heads for home like a horse heads for the barn.<\/p>\n Running with her is a little more challenging because she weaves- and she trips me.\u00a0 Well today 5 minutes into our run, down I went.\u00a0 As I sat there checking out the damage, two bleeding knees and a really gross bleeding palm.\u00a0 She turned and looked at me and I could tell she was thinking “you really are a clumsy girl, don’t you think we would both be better off if we just went back home and sat on the couch?”<\/p>\n So I wiped the blood on my sweat pants (so glad I wasn’t wearing shorts!), turned the ipod to Social Distortion (loud), and off we went.\u00a0 I wore her out.<\/p>\n Wish I could say that it was all her fault.\u00a0 But I obviously have balance issues (according to the Wii) and my legs are a battleground of scars, I have fallen chasing dogs, chasing kids, and even once in a bagel parking lot, I tripped while carrying Blake (he was one)- that one was bad because my arms were mangled from trying to protect his head.\u00a0 He was fine.<\/p>\n So there you go, my life as a clumsy girl.<\/p>\n Off to wash the blood off my ipod.\u00a0 Yuck, I know.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Well actually I am not going to show you because it is pretty gross. Because the weather has taken a turn for the better (ie not so hot) and because Barley is getting way too large around the middle I decided to skip the rec center and take her out for a run. Barley is a great dog to walk because she doesn’t need a leash. But you have to watch her because if we get anywhere near our street she heads for home like a horse heads for the barn. Running with her is a little more challenging because she weaves- and she trips me.\u00a0 Well today 5 minutes into our run, down I went.\u00a0 As I sat there checking out the damage, two bleeding knees and a really gross bleeding palm.\u00a0 She turned and looked at me and I could tell she was thinking “you really are a clumsy girl, don’t you think we would both be better off if we just went back home and sat on the couch?” So I wiped the blood on my sweat pants (so glad I wasn’t wearing shorts!), turned the ipod to Social Distortion (loud), and off we went.\u00a0 I wore her out. Wish I could say that it was all her fault.\u00a0 But I obviously have balance issues (according to the Wii) and my legs are a battleground of scars, I have fallen chasing dogs, chasing kids, and even once in a bagel parking lot, I tripped while carrying Blake (he was one)- that one was bad because my arms were mangled from trying to protect his head.\u00a0 He was fine. So there you go, my life as a clumsy girl. Off to wash the blood off my ipod.\u00a0 Yuck, I know.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":4,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[6],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-586","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-elisalou"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/586","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/4"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=586"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/586\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=586"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=586"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=586"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}