It's been a while since I ran after my GP thought she could up my BP meds and get my levels normal. But I ended up with feet that were too uncomfortable to stand on and not enough breath to walk let alone run.
So after a couple of weeks to recover by returning to my old dosage I decided it was time to get out there again.
I set off and was just settling in to my pace down the track when something white whizzed past me. Yes, you've guessed; it was my escaped dog. How she got through the 15cm gap under the gate is beyond me - she certainly had very muddy elbows and tummy.
She's not old enough to come with me yet (although I can't imagine her cooperating and not stopping all the time when she is old enough). So I had to run back home with her and set off again.
Then after another couple of kms my lovely Singapore family video called - so I stopped for chat while I watched the hares run around ahead of me. Little granddaughter thought it was very funny that the dog escaped because it reminded her of Peter Rabbit.
But I did get out there. Timings weren't accurate but I'm not too bothered and I got to 4k before I decided to call it a day.