I finally got out for a run after the pulled muscle I got the other day. It was gray out with storm clouds roiling and the wind ripping gold leaves from the trees. It was an interesting run for sure.
A young woman had allowed her fluffy white pomeranian to run off of the leash. Said little dog thought that it would charge me growling ferociously. Granted, I wasn't afraid of a dog that size, but really didn't want a bite. I stopped and watched as the dog swung wide. The owner finally got the dog to mind and called it back. I kept going.
I finally made it for the full 30 minutes but, as I was getting sore and threatening to become airborne, I called it a night. I played with the leaves for a bit before the wind picked up even more and then went inside.
Not a bad fall run. 😃