No words have been spoken yet, but that changes when our dogs woof at us. We keep smiling and giggle because we've just made a huge step. I've just made a huge step.
I bite my lip and look around us. The summer sun is still shining overhead and there is a gentle breeze that counteracts the humidity. It's nice.
The waist- height grass is moving with the wind.
Our dogs are lying down, watching us.
Cue more giggling from me. And he laughs in response. We must look insane, but I don't care.
Because running hasn't crossed my mind.
And he's still caressing my hand.