Still going strong, up to 2.5 miles running added with at least a mile of walking.
Yesterday was a reminder for me that my sweet dog Mrs. Maya is 70 in dog years.
She just about didn't make it, I worried I would have to carry her, my poor girl.
Thinking of losing her is horrible, although I know it will happen. If she dies it will be the last think of my "old" life left to go.
It's an odd feeling to realize that Riddick et all my new family only know me. They never knew my Dad, ofcourse didn't know my Mom, and really haven't gotten to know my extended family