Or was that two steps for… no, I was right the first time. But I get ahead of myself.

This morning everyone I know (with maybe two exceptions - maybe) was out running. On the trail, on the street, wherever, but they were running. And so was I! Okay, so I was going a lot less far than anyone else, but still, I was back in the pack. I decided to take the wonder-lab Bear out for his first actual run in about 5 months and he was thrilled! We did the 1.8 mile park loop and, while he was a little overexcited at first, he soon settled down and we had a wonderful time. I was really looking forward to doing more runs with him so that we could be ready for this year’s Bun Run in April. We chopped about two minutes off, for a sub-nine-minute pace. Not record-setting, but a fantastic time for me.

After that first loop, I took a few minutes break, drank some PowerAde, and picked up Sabrina (my other pup) for another repetition of the same loop. This was good, because both she and I weren’t ready to go fast. Me because of my earlier run, and Sabrina because she’s a couch-potato (yard-kibble?). We were back on track for another 10:00 pace run, but about 400M before the house my back started to hurt.

Then about 395M before the house it started to hurt a whole lot. Yeah, that sucked. I stopped, stretched, ran a little - still painful, so I walked back. So much for my “long run.” Still, I’m sure its temporary.

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