Pumpin' Up

Woo, it's me - Dave. I guess by now a lot of you have heard the news. The bee-woo-tiful Hollybollyboo has thrown me over for Summit the Super Mal. I can't blame her - he's really quite the guy. And he's a big Malamute like Holly. That got me to thinking ... maybe if I started pumping some iron, I could get all big and strong like a Malamute instead of being a nice, medium-sized sprinter of a Siberian. Which is what I am.

I went downstairs and headed into the workout room to see about using the equipment in there. First, I checked out the big weight machine. That's how Dad gets his strong muscles - maybe it'll work for me!

Let's start over here on this station.

I can work lots of different muscle groups here.

Wait a minute. How do I get up here?

I gave it a try from the other side.

Nah... didn't look good from there, either. I decided to go over to the bench press area.

I'm sorry, but that bench is WAY too narrow. No way I'm going to get up on that!

Hmmm... what's that over there on the floor?

AH! Little hand-held weights!

Oooh, they're kind of slippery!

I grunted and panted and everything, but they were a tad slippy ... and heavy.

And I don't have hands, anyway. You know ... for the hand-held weights.

I considered getting up on the Elliptical machine, but couldn't quite get my feety-feet aligned on the paw-pads.

I threw in the towel and headed back upstairs.

When I got up there, Zim reminded me that Mom has some little dumbbells that she works out with. Amber made a joke, but I can't remember what it was. Something to do with the dumbbells and who Mom works out with. I dunno. Even Ammy's jokes can't cheer me up right now. All I can think about is winning back Holly! It was just really nice of Zim to help me out.

Hey, Dave! Try one of these! They're lighter and have a cool rubbery coating on them! They're easier to grip than the ones downstairs.

Isn't he a great guy!?! My brother always has my six. He was named after a Drill Sergeant, so he knows about doing PT and all.

Thanks, Zim; do you really think they'll work?

I wasn't quite sure what to do with them, but then Mom set down another even smaller one. Color-wise, it looked like something I'm very familiar with and I knew just what to do!

Oh, yeah! I'm all over this!

Mom took it away from me. She probably doesn't want me to over-do on my first day working out ... don't you think?

(It does look a lot like my really cool real dinosaur bones, doesn't it? There's a stack of them right behind me!)

This working out is really tiring. I hope I did a good job; I've got to get Holly back! Amber suggested a poem, but I've already written her one. Zim said if the working out thing doesn't pan out, I should pick some flowers for her. Stormy had an idea of what I should do "for" Summit ... but that's not my style. I never go looking for trouble! If anypup has any more ideas, please let me know! I'll be in the bedroom sulking if anypup needs me. Woo.

Luv,
Dave