I don't walk my Golden Retriever enough. I put him off till "later," or think that a walk needs to last a half-hour or more. So I put him outside to let him roam the yard and vow to take him walking when I get my time under control. But, I know my dog and realize he's damn happy for any distance or time; for a quick visit across the street, a junket to a tree or bush, to any place he can sniff or lift a leg or just be with me. I often put things off till later because I can't do it well right now, or I'm too tired right now, or I have to do something else first. Sometimes I make the thing out to be so overwhelming that I lack the energy to even think it through. I remember reading that Triathlete champion Dave Scott finds time to work out every day, even if it's for "ten minutes." We can do anything for ten minutes. In one hour, we can get six things done. Doing small is still doing. And getting something done begets gratitude and well-being and happiness. Just ask my golden.