Sasha and I will start off the weekend morning with a run through our neighborhood, at her pace not mine as she is 11 and I'm happy she's out there running at all. When we return home I get on the floor to do my sit ups and Sasha, my trainer, helps me out. Nothing like trying to do a sit up with a 43 lb dog on your tummy. She thinks this is great fun and smiles, wiggles, howls and woo hoos, the whole bit. I'm usually laughing too hard to complete my sit ups.