Running with my dog, Bernie, adds a whole new adventure to my runs. There is Me speed which is comparable to a turtle and there is Bernie speed which rivals a race horse. Then, there is my poor little arm desperately trying to hold onto the leash as Bernie leaps and dives after any animal that crosses our path.
Running with a dog is the equivalent of running speed drills. She does not understand my slow almost running pace and insists that we get to a trot at least. I ran my fastest mile this morning when I took Bernie out with me. I was very excited, although, I've never had an arm quite this sore from running...last time I checked running focuses on ones legs.
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