Several years ago when I started exercising, I would work out on an elliptical and 'run' on a treadmill. At some point, I figured my running on the treadmill meant I could easily run outside. There was a dog jog my sister wanted to do and since she had two dogs, she needed a partner. This must have been 5 or 6 years ago, I can't really remember but I don't think I had either of my dogs at this time which is why I agreed to do it and take one of hers.
If I remember correctly, it was supposed to be a 5K trail run. It didn't go well! We started out and I tried jogging. It was going OK, but we were probably only a quarter mile or so into it when we thought we heard someone crying. We look back and there is a little girl with her white dog. We stop and have her catch up with us. I guess her parents just let her loose on this course but when the run started, all the runners just took off and this little girl had no idea where to go. So, we ended up having to walk the first loop with this little girl, she didn't want to jog and was very upset the whole time. It was a two loop course, so once finished the first loop, she ran off with her parents.
Since the first loop took so long, I figured we'd just stop, but my sister wanted to at least get in 3 miles, one way or another. So, I agree and we start jogging the second loop. I couldn't do it, I kept having to walk. It was a bit of a mental blow to me because at this point, I think I thought I was in shape and thought I could run. By the time we finished, the whole event was pretty much wrapped up. For exercise, I went back to the treadmill and didn't really try running outside much more after that...until last year.
While looking through old pictures, I found this picture of us during this dog jog. I had pretty much forgotten all about it!