Jogging isn't for hobbits...

Cameron probably runs, so I thought it would be great to go for a "run". So many of the girls at work do it and they are all slim, veiny and statuesque. Well, I should be asking the hobbits at work what they are doing for exercise and not the gazelles. We started out well, but good God, my lungs must be as big as kidney beans. I feel sure that my lips were turning blue because I had to keep stopping so that I could gasp. I'm not sure many marathon runners gasp. It just doesn't seem normal. Plus, the Rocco was trying to poop at the same time. We made it though, 4 1/2 miles in just under six hours. Not too bad for our first time.