I stopped running sometime in October, about the time my best friend came to visit and brought me a workout DVD. I'm really not a runner at heart - I've only ever tolerated it when it served a higher purpose, like helping me sprint down the lacrosse field faster or catch a long pass. Running for running's sake has never appealed to me, but my options are fairly limited here and I chose boredom over gaining weight.
Well, the workout video worked well enough, but I got bored with it, too, and for the past month or so I haven't done much at all. I've reached the critical stage where my shorts are clinging in ways I'd rather not discuss, so I decided it's time to crack down.
Ibis stopped running long before I did, but he sprints up and down the 60+ stairs at work all day long, and the weight took a little longer to catch up with him. But catch up it did, and two weeks ago he started running every morning. For three hours... *shakes head*
We've negotiated that every other day will be a "short" day so I can join him, and I'm proud to say I ran a mile and a half today, and walked the rest of two miles. He's been going to the city's public park and I had no idea that it has a track, a gym, and all kinds of exercise apparatus (apparatuses? apparati?)
There were a lot of people there so I think I'll be able to stick with this a little longer, plus we went long before the sun rose and it was still quite cool out. I just need to get our iPod shuffle in working order and I'll be all set!