As you know I’ve decided to take it easy on the running front. By easy I mean slow, and I have no second thoughts or doubts about my decision. The trouble is I’m struggling to maintain a reasonable minimum speed. Yeah, yeah. I know what you’re thinking…”You just said you were okay with taking it slow!”
Well that’s all fine and good as long as you’re running faster than INFINITY minutes per mile! Or should I say ZERO miles per hour?! I can’t seem to get my bum off the couch, yet I continue to consume cookies and candy and ice cream and popcorn like I’m burning hundreds of calories a day. The more I consume the heavier my bum gets and the harder it is to lift it off the couch! It’s a viscious cycle.
What I would really like is a running partner. A regular appointment I can’t back out on. I could use Jason, but he generally motivates me in the following way.
Laura: How about we skip today’s run, sit on the couch, drink wine and eat ice cream instead?
Laura: You don’t want to run?
Jason: Not really.
I love Jason. He’s my life partner. But I don’t know if he’s earned the descriptor of “running” just yet.