Didn't have a great run today. It was windy and rainy, so I frequently found myself getting pelted with tiny cold knives. We did 41.09, about 4 miles. Toby wasn't great either - when he wasn't pulling on the leash, he was lunging at cars. It was a struggle the whole way, but I kept going because each minute I racked up made me feel better about myself.
Toby seems to have a great memory. He remembers where the crazy watch dog lives, where we got attacked by the retrievery thing, where he saw the sheep. It gives an added challenge to the run as I have to react to his beahaviour.
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