I am not the type of person who wants to run with others. I run my own run, at my own pace, with my own thoughts. I'm not against running clubs. Anything that makes running right for someone is great with me. But huffing, puffing, sweating and flailing are things I prefer to do without an audience. The last 50 yards of any race are the hardest for me...trying to hold in my stomach, pick up my step AND look like I'm having a good time. No easy task.
So while I don't often run with another person (or people) I have to say that a good partner is important. An accountability partner, that is. I did not want to run last night. My back was tired from the previous night's effort on the bike. But before I even got off work my husband was sending me messages about the run he had planned. Before I left my building he was at the La Purisima Mission ready to hit the trail. As I was getting ready to curl up on the couch he called to tell me about his run. He sounded so joyful, so little-kid-on-Christmas-morning, that I wanted to get some of that joy for myself.
My run wasn't awesome. I probably sounded more like the kid that has to clean up after the dog than the kid with the Red Ryder. But I did it. Because my accountability partner got me off my...er...couch. I'm much happier to be blogging about an okay run than a great couch-sitting. There are days Todd doesn't want to run but does because of me. Last night was a great example of the reverse. I'm lucky to have my husband, my 72 year old running mother, my sister with two kids who is going back to school and working, and a great group of fitness minded friends. So get off your couch...and go find the person that will keep you on track!
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