Or in my case trail π
Did a very slow 15 minutes of jogging the other day when husband and I were walking the dogs - I literally ran figure of eights round him, not for the first time.
Then this morning, I made virtue of necessity (husband and I went out for a meal last night, then left the car at the restaurant and got a taxi home) by running to my friendβs house to pick up her dogs then walked them back to mine, as she has the lurgy. I must say, stopping to cross roads is very tedious! But my ankle behaved itself both times.
Daughter has now taken me to fetch my car, and friend has got her dogs back.
In other news, I am marshalling at a trail event on Sunday (though it may yet get cancelled), and planning on one more dogless run before trying Canicross again.