Hi! I’m Skippy! I’m a 10 year old Jack Russell Terrier. My Mom says I’m a JackassRussellTerrorist. I’m not sure what that means but it must be something good because she REALLY loves me! And I love her right back! I am always kissing her and leaving her presents!! Just last week I left the nicest package for her. I took 4 of my best poops and wrapped them up in pretty blankets so she would find them when she got home from work. How awesome is this?!?!
She seemed very excited about it. There was lots of yelling and throwing of things. We were both barking 🙂 I have a sister (blech) who thinks she is the greatest thing since sliced bacon. But she’s not. She goes to some place called ‘doggy daycare’ and comes back smelling like about 65 different dogs. I would love to go with her but it must be some kind of punishment place because Mom says I can’t go there because I’m her little a$$hole! She doesn’t call Baylee an a$$hole, just me, so I must be the good dog! This is my first blog post, and Mom says if I’m a good boy, I’ll get to do some more later. She must go to doggy daycare too, because every other Saturday she comes home smelling like other dogs as well. She says they are ‘service dogs in training’….whatever that is. Apparently when they grow up they get to CHOOSE their human and help them live more normal lives like my humans! She takes care of the babies in the nursery and helps the bigger puppies learn things like picking up keys, and turning lights off and on. YAWN……I am NEVER going to be a service dog. All that stuff sounds like it’s just going to interfere with my butt sniffing and security dog services (nap taking). I will write more later, if Mom will ever get off the computer again. Until then….I’m your friend Skippy!
I am lazy as hell. Don’t get me wrong. Don’t confuse lazy with inactive. I’m also active as hell. I work every day (ish), I have a second volunteer job where I work with service dogs. I care for 2 dogs of my own, I travel and handle most things at my house since my husband is overseas. Oh I’m plenty active. That’s the problem. By the time I get home from work and finish taking care of all the things that need to be taken care of, I’m too tired to take care of myself. I wish I took as good care of myself as I do my dogs. Millions of people, like myself, put more effort into finding a reason NOT to work out than the effort it would take to just do the damn thing! GUILTY!! I hate doing cardio. I would seriously rather have an enema than do any cardio work. I love lifting weights. Or, I should say, I love the pain that lifting weights gets me the next day. I seriously got addicted to that for about 2 years. I quit lifting 2 years ago when I developed a slight rotator tear. Now its big, so my upper body workouts will be limited in some areas. And I’ve gotten lazier and lazier. But that stopped last week. So did eating anything that was easy and microwaveable. I firmly believe that if your food comes through your car window in a bag you should NOT put it in your mouth. But I did. I will again. I’m not even sorry. But for now, I’m on a mission. Here’s where you come in, so pay attention.
In my last post I mentioned my number one ‘bucket list’ item. I also mentioned The Himalayas. Home of the 14 highest mountains in the world. Including the highest…Mount Everest. Big E. The top of the world. Calm down….I don’t want to climb the damn thing. Are you crazy? People get killed there! I just want to see it! And not on t.v. or in pictures. I already own every documentary and movie ever made about Mt. Everest, and most made about the other 13 highest peaks. The way I want to see it is in person, up close, from the ground up. But to do that, its a 9 day hike. That’s right, I said HIKE. Uphill…both ways! There are no roads. Just trails and bridges through an area known as the Khumbu Valley all the way to Everest Base Camp, at an altitude of 17,500 feet. Yikes! This has been the top ticket item on my bucket list for almost 10 years. I was going to do it for my 50th birthday, but was just too lazy to get fit. I won’t have many more opportunities. If I don’t get fit now, I’m just going to get lazier. Here’s where you come in. I need to be accountable to someone. Accountable about what I eat, how I work out, my good days and my lazy days. Ask me on Facebook, make me say it out loud. Be patient about my workout posts, my food pics, ideas for fundraising, my progress and my setbacks. There will be lots of every one of those things. But I’m on a mission. I’m giving myself a little over 2 years to get fit. Fall of 2017 I am going to Nepal. There, I said it. I’M GOING TO NEPAL!!!!
Ha! What do you know….I figured out how to add a pic 🙂