This morning, according to Apple Health (which continues to track my life better than I do), Boots and I crossed:

5,500 minutes of walking this year.

That’s a lot of walking.

That’s also a lot of me thinking, “this will be a short one.”

Yesterday: The Calm Before the Storm

Yesterday it rained all day.

Boots was:

• Bored
• Unimpressed
• Staring at me like I personally caused the weather

No proper walk. No energy burned. Just a corgi quietly building up chaos.

Today: Release the Rocket

This morning?

Different story.

Boots came out like she had been launched.

We ended up doing:

• 6 km
• 14 min/km average pace

For a 9-year-old corgi with legs that barely qualify as legs, that’s honestly impressive.

I was just there trying to keep up with what can only be described as low-to-the-ground rocket propulsion.

The Reality of Walking with Boots

You don’t “set the pace.”

Boots sets the pace.

And today her internal settings were clearly:

“Maximum enthusiasm, no brakes.”

Why It Still Matters

Numbers are fun:

• 5,500 minutes
• 325+ km
• Today’s 6 km sprint session

But the real win is simpler:

• Getting out, even when you don’t feel like it
• Having a routine that doesn’t rely on motivation
• And having a dog that absolutely refuses to let you skip it

Final Thoughts

Boots may be 9 years old, but clearly nobody told her to slow down.

If anything, she’s:

• Faster
• More determined
• Slightly more unhinged after a rain day

So we’ll keep going:

• One walk at a time
• One unexpected “rocket mode” session at a time

And I’ll keep pretending I’m in charge.