Most of the time—unless I need to go somewhere in particular—I let Ashley pick where we go on a walk. Today, instead of wanting to check all the things, Ashley wanted to head to, and then cross, the busy street.

Ashley curled up on the sofa next to Jackie

By then I’d figured it out: She was leading me back to where yesterday she spent the morning at puppy daycare.

Sadly, it only happens twice a month. Happily, Ashley has been signed up for the next one.

We took Ashley to “puppy daycare,” giving us our first dog-free morning in nearly three months.

I checked my phone a couple of times, half-expecting to get a text saying, “Come get your demon dog and never bring her back,” but apparently she did just fine.

My Oura ring prepared an annual summary of the data it has gathered. One interesting bit shows the dramatic change in my activity since getting Ashley

This shows my activity levels across the day, averaging the whole year together:

A graph of my low, moderate, and hard activity levels for all of 2022, showing a distinct peak of hard activity in late morning through 1:00 PM.

The white area shows when I was engaging in “hard” activity—basically running, high-intensity interval training, and (if I was really going at it) lifting weights. I did quite a bit of those things for most of the year, and the Oura ring is interested to observe that it was largely between about 10:00 AM and noon.

That graph averages the whole year together. This graph shows the same thing, but just for the month of November (we got Ashley on November 2nd):

A graph of my low, moderate, and hard activity levels in November, showing a few moderate peaks, and very little high activity.

I had only a modest amount of hard activity, mostly early in the morning and then again at mid-day. (I assume those are bits where Ashley wanted to run and I tried to keep up with her, something that I quit doing after tripping, falling, and splitting the skin across my knee.) Basically, I replaced nearly all my hard activity with lots and lots more medium activity.

Just as an aside: My 4:00 PM cocktail hour really shows up on these graphs, with modest spikes in activity that I think have gotten larger now that I get the dog out for pre- and post- cocktail hour walks.

One other tidbit that changed with the dog has been my “restorative time,” periods of low activity where the heart rate falls quite a bit. You can see the difference between the first ten months of the year and the last two here:

I used to get at least some most days, but since I got the dog my restorative time has really dropped off. I think that’s partially just because my periods of low activity are shorter (because pretty soon I have to take the dog out again), and maybe also because, since I have less hard activity, I don’t feel the same impulse to really slow down when I get a chance to do so.