The bottom line:
I just developed a new motivator: giving David a run for his money ... a literal run.
My significant other, David, is generally very healthy, although he has weight to lose, too. Quite a bit, even, but he has a lot of muscle, massive strength (he picked up two of his co-workers the other day - one on each shoulder), and incredible stamina, as well as a high level of vitality. Rarely gets sick and usually fights it off fast. Also he walks a lot faster than I do.
This disparity in walking has been a bone of contention between us for a while. He walks anywhere from a stride or two to about 20 feet ahead of me. He talks to me while he does this, and expects me to be able to hear him.
I find it frustrating because I feel it's rude, and also I can't hear him, and also when he's in front but close, I can't see my path - he's tall and solidly built and pretty much blocks out the upcoming terrain when he's in front of me. Don't get me wrong, aside from this situation I mostly enjoy his height and build and vitality. But constantly leaving me trailing behind is obnoxious.
Anyway. once I lost my temper and demanded to know why he does that, when I have asked him to stay at least somewhere near me, when we are walking together, especially when it's for exercise or enjoyment (i.e., not just walking to get somewhere). He got angry with me and finally said he hates being held back, and then FINALLY said, "because I can."
I didn't like that. I ***hated*** that. And then I accepted it. Sometimes he walks ahead and it still bugs me, and sometimes he keeps to about my pace. I have sped up before to try to keep up with him, but he just walks faster and faster, which I can't maintain. He's just so much more physically fit.
SO. Lately I have been walking up flights of steps just to ramp up my level of fitness. Steps are my weakness. I can keep going on a flat course but a short bit of steps can really do me in. Like one flight. So. I have been doing it, slowly but surely, although it makes me feel light-headed and crazy and weak and sick to my stomach. I know that eventually my body will adapt and I'll feel okay doing it.
So last night, we were walking home from the train station (about a 15 minute walk for me, a 9-minute walk for him), and I decided t try lengthening my stride, as he was doing all the talking and I wasn't too winded. I did that for a bit, then picked up my pace a little. I had to breathe harder, but it was fun challenging myself.
AND THEN I noticed ... that I wasn't the only one breathing harder! He had picked up his pace a little, and then (still talking), had tried to pull ahead. And I sped up a little!
But wait: I've never heard him breathe hard at all when walking with me! Sounds terrible, but it was awesome! We kept it up till we were almost racing into the driveway. Then I stopped and slowed down to catch my breath. I don't think he was even aware that we were going faster, just maybe on a subconscious level that he had to stay ahead.
It was awesome, it was awesome, it was awesome! Thank you North Station, for your steps and letting me use them for exercise! Thank you, to my body, for improving, even though the steps make you feel so sick!
in any case, I soooo look forward to being able to challeng David physically. He's very competitive. I am usually only competitive during gaming, like video games or board games.
But he has always bested me in a physical challenge, and always makes sure he stays ahead, or on top. As an interesting aside, when I walked up the stairs at Braintree station when we were leaving the house yesterday (feeling like I was going to throw up and die, but only for about 5 minutes), he walked briskly up the escalator so he'd get there first. Competitive? Noooo, of course not.
In any case, this walking challenge will happen again, because I will make it happen. I love it! I am gaining the stamina to compete with him physically. Just a little bit so far, but it's a totally, completely new thing for me in my life, period. I really, truly love it!
So my hidden motivation is being able to challenge David when walking ... and building my stamina to do so.