Brendan said something to me last night that was like music to my ears. Like, your favorite song while driving along the beach with your windows down kind of music.
“Maybe I just need to become a runner.”
HOLD THE PHONE.
Let me back up. Over our gourmet dinner last night, I was lamenting about how hard it is for me to make the change from my old routine to my new, corporate-life routine. I’m having an extremely hard time with it all around. Health-wise, the corporate world is counterproductive. Sitting and typing and staring at the computer wreaks havoc on the human body. I can feel my body getting “older”, almost. My hips are tighter, my knees are more achy, my waistline expanding a bit.
-I can’t necessarily eat what I want, when I want. I’m stuck with the healthiest “work friendly” snacks and am obstructed by our tiny office refrigerator. I can’t go grab a filling snack and enjoy it anytime I want one. I miss the days of not-in-front-of-the-computer omlettes with coffee, small, filling snacks that I could grab at leisure throughout the day, and a timely dinner.
-I’m finding it hard to sit down all day. I’ll introduce you to my “squats and water” Excel spreadsheet soon. But bathroom squats and lunges and walks at lunch and quick jaunts to the water cooler don’t make up for essentially 8 hours of sitting. This is the one thing that made me want to uproot my life by moving to Georgia for grad school to study Exercise Science. I made it there, but what happened next is a whole other post.
-I hate to admit this, but I’m struggling with activity in general right now. I’ve always been an advocate for fitting exercise in; if it’s important to you, you’ll do it! I’ve also always been one of those happy “there’s always time for exercise! 20 minutes! 10 minutes! HIIT and Tabata and Running and Weights!” type of person. Now? I wake up at 6am just to get ready for work, commute for almost 2 hours, work, work, work (no shower at my office so no lunch runs), commute for 2 hours back, try to get a productive workout in, dinner, sleep. I want time with Brendan! I don’t want to leave as soon as I get home. I want a glass of wine in my hand and yoga pants on within 22 seconds of walking in the door. It’s increasingly easier to say “I’ll run in the morning” or “it’s okay to skip today”. I hate that.
Sounds like a lot of whining to me. I know. Maybe I’m being a spoiled little brat. I have a job that I love and a fairly easy (just long) commute into the city.
But, as I always say (and everyone else says, RIGHT?!), couples who sweat together, stay together! So I always try to convince B to be active WITH me before and after work, since he already goes to his gym anyway. Unfortunately his cushy gym is at work and he loves it and isn’t willing to give that up. I get it. But that just means I can’t join him.
All I want is to be able to work out WITH him sometimes. Then, I wouldnt have to stress about waking him when I get up early, or not getting to spend enough time together. My favorite solution? Running together, obviously. But I’m down for biking. Or swimming. Or Tae-Bo. See how open I am?
So, back to the beginning of this long-winded story.
I prodded some more.
“Interesting…tell me more about that.”
Just kidding, I freaked and started yelling out of excitement. “What??! Really? Are you joking? I knew I’d crack you!! Want to run tomorrow morning?”
So much for calm, cool, and collected. I think I scared him already.
With further prodding, he said he would consider starting slow and running with me occasionally. At least, that’s how I heard it. I hope I wasn’t just dreaming. I get that not everyone is all “running = rainbows and puppies and happiness!” like I am, and I don’t expect anyone else to be that way. I just like spending time with the important people in my life. And maximizing my time. You picking up what I’m putting down?
So, that’s a step. I would be one happy girl if B would run with me. I remember two specific days where we ran/walk on a trail together and did squats, lunges, and pushups after every walk portion. I loved that workout!
Do you think couples who sweat together, stay together? Ever convinced anyone to begin running with you? What’s your favorite way to workout with friends?