Strawberry Taffy

I can't plead ignorance. I knew when we adopted Maggie that she would become a big part of our lives. I'm glad that she has...she is a sweet, loving dog that I can't imagine living without. However, I am still amazed at how much of our time she takes up. And, how different our lives are now that we have her.

We used to go to the gym on a regular basis (about 5x per week). Since we got maggie we have probably gone all of 5 times total. I find it frustrating because I feel very guilty for not spending time with her after she has had a long day alone, but I also need some time to do things that make me feel better. Yes, I do take her for walks, but that doesn't compensate for the weight lifting or cardio I was doing. I come home, make dinner, take maggie for a walk, and all of a sudden it is 8pm. And that is a good day. If I have to stay at work past five, things get pushed back about an hour.

I've considered waking up at 6am to get some gym time in the morning, but I just can't bring myself to get up that early. Plus David won't go with me if I go that early. Some of the dilemma is a time issue (there isn't enough of it). But that excuse doesn't always work because the gym is open 24 hours. So if i wanted to, I could go work out at 9pm. But I think the majority of it is a guilt issue. I feel guilty for leaving her.

If I am going to get my back better, I am going to have to get to the gym with greater regularity than I am currently going. arghh. I feel pulled in two directions!