Running

As part of new dog whispering regimen, Jenny and I have been going on hour and a half walks every morning. While enjoy the walking do feel that would perhaps have more benefit for self if we picked up the pace to a run. Yestarday morning spend hot and frustrating five minutes digging through coat closet trying to find mate of ancient runing shoe. Do eventually make a pair and put on shoes. When we get downstairs, am glad to feel air on legs and begin running immediately. Jenny has a shocked look on her face--can't say how this is possible on a beagle--perhaps eyes wide, brow furrowed? Jenny turns out to be quite a good little runner. Feel that am also quite a good little runner and can't wait to do more. This morning, however, feel that am not even a good walker. Thighs very very sore. Jenny stays in bed with nose tucked under hind leg until 9 p.m.