After a cup of coffee, I was inspired enough to try Ronin on a run. It’s been a while since he and I ventured out together for running. I knew I’d have to keep it short with my ankle and all so I figured I wouldn’t be pushing him beyond his limits.
I also had tentative plans to run with Lil Sis later in the day. The plans were contingent upon us getting a moment to break away from the family gathering. I wasn’t sure if Lil Sis would want to run with the temperature predicted at 88 degrees in the area. If I ran a bit with the dog, I’d be sure to cover some ground.
Ronin and I ended up traveling about 2 miles. He was well behaved, stopping at the corners and sitting when given the order. My foot/ankle felt a bit of discomfort in the last mile. I was happy to arrive back at the house.
We returned to find Lucky waiting at the door – tail wagging madly. I leashed him up for a walk, but out the door he was urging me to let him run. I gave in but kept to a slow pace given my ailment and his aging joints. Lucky ran the better part of the 1/2 mile loop before pooping out. I was surprised to feel my foot and ankle actually recovering during the run. By the time we were back at home, I was totally pain-free.
I felt satisfied to have a short run added to my log. If I didn’t end up getting away for a run later, it would be alright. I packed up my gear anyhow, and was pleased to be running with Lil Sis a few hours later. We ran 4 miles (more or less) in the heat of the day. My foot and ankle did not complain either.
I’d call it a good day. I won’t be foolish enough to call it a "streak" again, but it was a step in the right direction.