For the first time since my stroke, I ran. It was a panic of being pulled off balance by a 60 pound dog strong enough to pull my weight. I weigh almost 3 times as much as her. Each rushed step I took to keep up with her I expected to be pulled flat on my face. She had already ran around the beach and was panting and tired. It will be challenging to keep her contained when I finally bring her home. My offer was accepted on the house I wanted. I will be moving this summer. I hope the closing happens as planned later this month.
My trip to Boston is over, I drove back today. I should have planned ahead with my posts to keep the blog with one post per day. I like having everything not so perfect. It keeps me off balance.