BJ and I have trying to be healthy and get in shape and what not. This is the torture machine we are using to help us. Everytime I go out there to get on the treadmill Riley wants to come and run with me. I never let her, but the other night I decided why not. Trying to be a good mother and all, I said she could come but she couldn't get on while I was on it. So the entire time I was running/walking, she would match my speed but going circles around the treadmill. She also had convinced the dogs that they should follow her. So she had 2 dogs trailing her running around the treadmill like it was some game, while I on the other hand am about to have a heart attack. Good times at the Dickerson casa.
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