Miss 8 decided this morning she wants to try and match her friend Leah, who rides 10km while her mum runs. Leah is a couple of years older than Miss 8, and her mum has been running a whole lot longer than me. I’m not going to discourage her from trying to go a bit further each time, and she was keen to go along the subway under the freeway with me. After speaking to Anitra yesterday about running with dogs, I thought I’d take my life into my hands and put Guinness on a chest harness instead of the head halter. If it wasn’t any good, we can go back to the head halter next run. He was great. He didn’t really pull at all, apart from when he wanted to say hi to another dog. He just trotted along beside me, and wasn’t fazed by the harness or not being anchored to me by the head. We did the 8km, it was starting to really warm up by the time we finished, but Miss 8 did very well.

I’ll probably end up having another short dog-free jog this afternoon. Master 5 wants to go out on his bike and practice without training wheels, and Miss 8 is now the proud owner of a much larger bike, and she’s keen to give it a try.

Yesterday afternoon when we walked the dogs, we were attacked by a loose Border Collie. As it flew at us, I kicked it under the chin to flick its head back. That usually doesn’t hurt the dog much but really takes it by surprise, and it worked; the dog turned and left us alone. However, this morning I have a large round painful puffy bruise on the top of my right foot. I might go back to carrying a stick.

Miss 8 and I made home made pizzas last night while Hubby and Master 5 put together the Hot Wheels Lava Land setup. The kitchen looked like a disaster area by the time we’d finished, and I wondered what they’d end up like - she manipulated the dough like it was playdoh. They tasted great. I’m going to have a go with the new slow cooker tonight - somebody save me, I’m becoming domesticated!

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