I was looking forward to today, as my son had offered to run with me. It's been since before he deployed, about a year, that we last ran together. Then, I was coming off the hives and all that January / February yuck stuff and barely keeping it together for the 3-4 miles we ran.
Today I kind of "wimped out" in my mind, deciding I didn't have enough lead time to run over to his place and have him join me for the center of the run. Instead, I drove over and we started together. Turns out we did not quite 8 miles which is long for him, intermediate for me now. Yet there is something about running with a companion that just makes the miles go easier.
We ended up walking after about mile 7, as his foot was starting to hurt (he wears those barefoot runners and he's still building distance). And I didn't scare him off enough that he's not willing to go again next weekend.
He's still waiting to hear back about success of a job interview he went for on Thursday. Got my mom-fingers firmly crossed as getting this job makes the whole house/mortgage thing work for them.
Meanwhile, back at the ranch, the laptop has died again, so I'm typing this on the tablet. Sigh. I schlepped the old slow desktop downstairs so I'll have something to use while I send the laptop off for repairs again, so expect shorter blogs for a while. And fewer comments. Because living life is what will take the focus over writing about it, as it should for all of us.
Still... my Spark friends keep me going and know that my thoughts, vibes and cheers are with you all as we walk the journey to healthier lives through small, consistent changes in habit!
Oh, and three years ago, before I started the couch to 5K program? I would NEVER have considered an 8 mile run "wimping out".
Life's good. Spark on!