Friday, 12 June 2009

The wife declared that she was getting unfit so I suggested that she come running with me. Despite having not run since the time of school sports days she was game and last night after work we donned trainers and set off. I didn’t know how comfortable she would be running so I had several routes planned, in the end we took the shortest at 3.7 miles, though considering that she wanted to turn back after about half a mile we did well.

When we first set off she ran quickly but that soon came to an end and we did a form of interval training where I would bully her into running until she could run no more and we would walk for a bit until my incessant nagging bullied her back up to running speed.

Her aches and pains and complaints reminded me of my early days running. The horrible ache in the neck area, the metallic tasting spit, the raw burning pain in the calves, the blisters. It made me realise how far I had come in my running ability.

She hated running and probably me for pretty much the whole distance. But when we got back and she had finally crashed out on the sofa she claims she enjoyed it and in theory we will go for another jog on the weekend.

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