That's why you keep your dog on a leash

So, this morning was day 5 of running. Looks like were averaging about twice a week. Slightly lower than I wanted, but we've managed to come up with a variety of colourful excuses not to run - A sore groin muscle, a chest infection paired with freezing rain, and staying up just too darn late entertaining house guests. But hey, twice a week, plus karate three times ain't half bad.

We've started running around Withrow Park instead of along the Don Valley, because we figure a residential one way street is better for our lungs than running beside a highway. Each time, as I'm running up the hill, still trying to get my second wind, I think to myself "why am I doing this?" and the answer invariables comes to me "oh ya, because all my pants are shrinking".

It is definitely hard to get out of bed in the morning to do it, but at least GB and I have each other to kick our butts into gear when the other isn't feeling quite up to it. And the truth is, I really enjoy spending that half hour in the morning with my hubby. We actually get a chance to talk and connect and feel good about ourselves together.

We stopped in the park for a three minute "Kata" break (an excellent chance to practice our karate) when a near by dog (off his leash!) decide to grab GB's glove and go for a tour with it. I'm sure he thought it was a great game, but GB was none too pleased.

No running tomorrow because it's a Karate night tonight. Yippee! or should I say "aw nuts!"