feeling very smug this morning, steppedog and I went out for our first run. dh has run with him a couple of times, but steppedog just dragged him along, so I said - teach him to run with you on a lead, or don't run with him.
I haven't run for about a year, and stopped because of knee trouble, so I am hoping that 6 months of brisk walking has strengthened my knee, woke at 6;30 to the most glorious morning, so off we went.
He was an angel, trotted along beside me on the lead, when he started to run (because my running pace is VERY slow compared to his) I just did the same gentle pull back as I do when he pulls on walks and he slotted his oace back to mine.
1 km on lead, then 2 kms off lead, and then back on for the last 1km home.
Very proud of him, and a bit proud of myself as I ran every single step (apart from poo picking and abotu 10 yards up a steep bank) and come home feeling good, and not completely knackered.
I suspect that walking a dog every day has kept me quite fit!