I ran 3+ miles tonight. In back-to-back days I've ran 5+ miles. That's the first time I've done that since early November. That being said, they're not great miles. My knee doesn't hurt, but these miles are slow and I'm over-thinking them. Slowly, but surely I'll get there. For now, though, I have to be happy that Duke is happy. Despite our collision the other night, his attitude about running never changes. You can learn a lot from a dog. (Yes, I pretty much said that last night.) See, just look how happy he is. His tail is wagging so hard it's blurry. He nearly attacked me tonight while I was putting my shoes on.
When we got back, he huffed and puffed with that same grin on his face for a good 20 minutes. It's actually kind of motivating to see how it makes him feel.