In my quest to whip this pack into shape, I took the liberty of purchasing this gift pack for the DOH from a place called The Firm.
Now momma has had dealings with these firm ladies in the past. She usually uses HBO words when watching their movies and refers to them as "skinny bitches" among other things which I suppose makes them kind of rated R in this house. Like me, they manage to maintain a cool and supportive demeanor even as momma hurls the cuss words at them.
So when I saw their new series I just had to get it. It has 13 disks, each with a short, 20 minute work out. Now you might say, "Hey Dexter, 20 minutes is not really long enough." But friends, 20 minutes is greater than zero so I consider it money well spent. Plus, when momma is just sitting around I can say, "Look at the clock. Think about it. In less than half an hour you will be back in your comfy chair, so get to work."
I even pointed out that she could watch the movies in the dog cave by putting them in the computer rather than venturing into the basement where she had previously, in the distant past, engaged in the aerobic activities.
Still, she requires my strict coaching to keep her on program.
I made her break out the tape measure and squeeze it around all her parts including her jolly bottom. The firm ladies promised that if I make her do the exercises and at least try to eat better that the dimensions will reduce after 30 days. I'll let you know.
Now, how about some DEXERCIZE for real? Given that I have been on an unexpected hiatus from agilities and real class starts in a few weeks, momma took me to a funballs agilities run through class.
Wow! Her handling skills sure are rusty. But check out this movie. Yeah, its kind of long, but there are a couple of golden doodles, a wee little terrier, and a fancy border collie kind of doggie in addition to me (note that I did NOT slow down the speed of the movie for the giant golden doodle - he was just very methodical).
If you fast forward to 1:50 you will see my one good run.
P.S. From Momma
ARG! Contacts were non-existent and the right entry on the weave poles seems to have totally evaporated. Mercifully edited out my use of bad HBO words when we missed the weave poles one too many times. As for the teeter, well, Dex has never done well on the low teeter (which doesn't excuse consistently calling it "walkit" instead of "seesaw"). My cueing is too slow as well. Poor little guy. Even though we just do agility for fun, I do like to get it right. We'll get in shape once we're back with our old trainer. Hopefully by the end of January.