Almost two months have passed since the #$%#!-filled first run and el husbando is still at it. Three days a week, we lace up, turn on the Couch to 5K app and walk/run for about 30 minutes.
There have been almost no complaints. Certainly no excuses.
We agree on a day and time, get dressed and go. Even if that meant 6 a.m. runs on weekdays when he was on break and I still had to de-stink-efy myself before heading in to work. Or 6 p.m. runs after being on his feet — on concrete — teaching 140 teenagers all day.
And I’ve thoroughly enjoyed every single mile. They’ve certainly been productive.
He’s helped me solve some hairy issues at work, maneuver our son’s return to Michigan from a brief stint in Arizona and listened to my hair-brained ideas for vacations in locations where I can just squeeze in a trail race or two.
It’s pretty amazing that can still find things to talk about after 22 years of marriage. OK, I can find things to talk about and he makes polite noises, but we still genuinely enjoy each other’s company.
The rewards have also included things you can measure. A doctor’s appointment that went better than last year. Much-longer running periods and much-shorter walking breaks. Steady breathing.
This running thing may be my passion, but it’s been his determination that’s kept us on track and on the road when it would have been easier to quit (read: during any run that involves sleet or snow).
Now if I could just get him to sign up for his first 5K…
How’s your training going? Who’s your favorite running friend?