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Walk after work

 A goal of 144 Active minutes


You might see Dixie in the distance running about

We get walking by the field near the fire 🔥 hall.  Dixie loves it there to go off leash and run.

She’s got half way to her active minutes for averaging her breed.


I still got to walk her another 58 minutes, I’m just taking a break to eat then we’re going back out again.


The sun goes down at about five thirty 🕠.  I got still some daylight hours to get her active in.

She laying in the recliner looking outside at the moment.

I just finished cooking two extra bags of Mr noodle 🍜.

I feel great now, after work walk and with Dixie decompresses my day.

By the time I get her outside she’ll be asleep 💤 tonight from a longer walk.  Usually she gets a couple hour walks when I have time off. But when I’m working she usually doesn’t. So it’s a challenge to get my first day steps done ✅.

I’m all ready at 9000 steps and another hour should put me close to 17000 steps.

And I still got to get up for another shift tomorrow.





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