I did a longish jog today. I wasn't sure how it would go before I started as my legs felt pretty tired, but I decided to give it a mile, see how I felt, and I'm glad I did because definitely by the time I hit 3 miles, I hit my running stride, the point where running feels effortless and good, and that got me to 6.5 mi at which point the sun got higher, brighter, hotter, and I struggled the last 0.5 mi (I think from the sun) then walked around 0.25 mi back home. The one annoying thing was right around the 3 mi mark, one of the neighbors had let her dog out (without a leash, they are supposed to be on a leash, but not everyone does this) and the dog was not vicious or anything but he was running at me, getting tangled up in my feet, I nearly tripped, and this is the THIRD time that's happened with that particular dog owner. The first time I was like, okay, it's a fluke at least the dog was friendly. The 2nd time it happened, I got a bit annoyed. This morning I was really annoyed, angry and scared (scared that I had almost fallen). I wanted to shout my head off at her but held my tongue. I run or power walk around my block again and again for up to 4 miles some days before moving along to somewhere else because I know the feel of the streets, the sidewalks, the normal obstructions. She HAS to know I do this as I've often seen her outside watering her plants while I've been walking or jogging. If it happens again, I hope I can hold my anger in. The thing is when I'm running on the road I'm looking ahead for cars or down at the surface for leaves, twigs, uneven surfaces and I definitely am not looking across the street for a little white dog zooming towards me. OK, rant over.