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However, I do love running with my husband in the mornings. I run because I need to exercise. Keeping thin and fit was a simple thing 10 years ago; now, at 46, it's a struggle to keep fit. I left my personal "thin" behind in my mid-30s.
I run because the mornings are beautiful. I love seeing the mountains awake and running across the pretty red bridge of our city.
I run because Randy and I have 45 minutes of uninterrupted time, just the two of us, to talk about our yesterday, our today, and what's happening tomorrow.
Three times a week, we run and talk, me gasping for breath and clunking along. It really is a beautiful thing, in its own weird way.
Day 4: Supper and Cards
Day 5: Running with Randy
Great topic for the 31 Days series, Sarah!
ReplyDeleteMaybe if you keep doing it you'll find yourself loving it one day. You never know.
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