This morning at 8:30 my husband bet that I couldn't last all day without leaving the house. At 9:45AM he won. I couldn't help myself.
I bundled up Little Sister, leashed up Albus Dumblepup and the three of us headed out for quite possibly one of the best runs I've had in several months. It is definitely the best run of the year.
I'm not sure when I last ran outside, but after a month of snow, snow, snow and rain, flooding, and more yuck, this morning was the perfect break to get reacquainted with the outdoors. It was about 40 degrees (Fahrenheit, for those who appreciate labeled units), so I didn't have to bundle up and the headband I wore has a great windbreaker built in, so I was set.
I have no idea how far I went or how long we were running - I opted to leave the Garmin at home and just GO. It was a run to boost my spirits and clear the muck from my brain. The path we followed was apparently just right for Albus, too, as his tail was perky the whole way and he's spent the remainder of the day giving me happy looks. We were in the groove - the right rhythm, the right breathing, the right foot strikes, the right everything.
Little Sister did remarkably well, too, since we did add a little loop to our regular mid-length loop (and really, if it was just the dog and me, we likely would have gone farther, but I didn't want to ruin a good thing!). I let her get out of the jogger to walk Albus up our street on our way home - at that point he wasn't going to go fast, there aren't any cars around, and she felt like she got in a run, too. In fact, she got in the door and said, "These pants dirty. Running made dirty," and stripped them off. Not sure that the 30 yards she did really caused her to break a sweat, but I think it was cute anyhow!
The run reaffirmed that I really am a girl who loves to run. And that I should write a book (or at least a little essay!) for my pup - We Are Dogs Who Love to Run. What do you think? Stay tuned, I may just share a bit with you in the upcoming weeks . . .