I run not to go fast, but to go far. I love to hate running. There is more passion in a love/hate relationship. If running was a person, I would not recommend him as a boyfriend. But running is you in motion. Running is you moving forward despite the pain. The love I have for it always wins me over. When I cross a finish line, I know I am somehow changed. I believe my life is better because I run.
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Vlog Adventures In Running: Locked Out
Today, Lance (my dog) and I got up and ran three miles. We do a
certain route that involves circling the big park near our house and
some running through neighborhoods. At one point, I thought Lance could
run without his gentle leader.
Gentle leader. You can barely see it, but there's a silver river hanging down where leash attaches.
as soon as I took it off, he slipped his collar. I tried walking on and
calling him after me, which often works, but he decided to play keep
away. Of course, this made me nervous. Thankfully, we weren't beside a busy road. He stayed in the grass, and soon had to pee. When he squatted, I darted up and got the collar and leash back on.
That is until we finished. In the vlog, I explain our next disaster.
Thank you, Jesus, that the iTouch could pick up our wifi outside! Hubby came home and saved the day. Next time, I'm tying the key to my shoelaces.