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Just disappear.
Do what know1youknow said. My husband used to walk ahead of me, too. I tried the nice way, the "honey, that makes me feel sort of unimportant" and the "could you please slow down a little for me" route. Didn't work.
Finally, I had enough. We went to Target. He took off. I took the first right turn into the fruit roll-up aisle. Took him about 5 minutes, but he finally noticed I wasn't behind him, and came back. "Where were you?" he asked. "Back here, and don't forget it," I answered. And that was that.
Despite the rest of his moronic blather, Dr. Phil has one thing right: you teach people how to treat you. Teach him that you aren't walking behind anymore, and he'll learn. Good luck.