Thursday, July 30, 2009

He got up and ran

I just about fell out of bed this morning when my husband got up and declared that he was going for a run. Honestly, I love him dearly, but as much as I am not a runner, he is NOT a runner.

My husband claims that he used to be athletic. He tells me that in high school, he played basketball and was a decent pitcher on the baseball team, but that was 20 years ago. In college, he played on intramural volleyball and baseball teams, but that was 16 years ago. I did not know my husband during either of those time periods, so I have never known the athlete within my husband.

When we were in law school, the most athletic thing we ever did together was bowl, but I hate bowling. We also tried golf, but I'm better than he is, so that didn't work out too well for his ego. He also played one or two games for his firm's softball league, but he ended up separating his shoulder while throwing the ball from the outfield to home plate. He separated the shoulder a second time a few years later, and that had pretty much ended my husband's athletic career.

Sure, he's gone to the gym over the course of the years we've been married, but I've never seen him run, either on a treadmill or on the track, so today's development was somewhat surprising to me.

Perhaps I have inspired him with my latest attempts to run. I hope he keeps it up, because I would really like a running partner. Knowing my husband, though, I just have to quietly encourage him and not make a big deal out of what he is doing and let him go at his own pace, and I'll keep going at my own pace. Maybe one day we'll catch up to each other.


Rebeca @All Vegged Out said...

Awww that's cute... I hope you get a running partner out of this!

Mama Bear June said...

Hope you can enjoy running together at the same pace. :-)
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