Running and marriage

Yesterday I got home late…  Well, later than usual.  I left for work at 5:00 and got home at 5:00.  It was a long day.

I didn’t want to run.

I don’t talk much about my lovely wife on this blog.  She probably wouldn’t want me to and it is about running after all.  She doesn’t run.  Well, she can’t run as she has two ruptured disks in her back.  She finds it hard to walk without pain, let alone run.  Let me say this in regard to her – she is an amazing woman.

We have been married for over 25 years.  We’ve had our ups and downs.  We’ve lived through new life and through the death of a sibling and parent.  But through everything she has always supported my decisions.  What does this have to do with running you ask?


My running takes a lot of time.  I guess if I could get faster, it would help, but then I would probably just run further.  Anyway, as I mentioned in the beginning of this post, yesterday was a long day.  I got home and dutifully put on my running clothes and shoes and said goodbye as I headed out the door.  I was so focused on getting my run in before it got too late, I didn’t say much to my lovely wife.  I didn’t kiss her hello.  I came in, got changed and left for an hour run.  However as I left, as she always does, she said, “Have a good run.  Run fast”.

I started running last March and my runs took about 24 minutes a day.  Now they take between 1 – 2 hours.  She could rightfully be upset that it is taking too much time.  She could be upset that I don’t say much between coming home and leaving for my run.  She doesn’t.  She just supports me and makes sure I don’t feel badly for taking the time to run.  She knows it is important to me physically and because of my late father.

I really can’t say more.

I love my wife.

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