I suffer from lazy days more often than I would like. I don’t usually admit it but it’s the truth of most healthy/workout regimens. For example, on Sunday I was feeling lazy… really lazy. I just wanted to get some shopping done, watch the game and watch a movie. I did all three so by the time evening came (when I usually go for a run), I didn’t feel like going out in the humid air for a run. Plus, the movie was a bit longer than expected so it was later than usual.
While I can say I’m pretty good at pushing myself I’m glad I have my family now to join in that push. I ended up getting almost 7.5 miles in on Sunday and it would have been a run I missed out on. Take yesterday, it was storming outside and we almost cancelled our run. When the rain and lightning stopped we went out, safely navigating our way through the puddles. My training partner is my dad (and sometimes my sister), which is still almost a shock to me since I never imagined him getting into running. It started with my older sister joining me last year though. I’ll never forget the phone call she made to me telling me how she was inspired to give running a try. Her job was having a corporate run and she wanted to sign up with me and she wanted to the Princess Half Marathon. The first runs my sister, dad and mom joined me for all mean a lot to me… it has been a journey, one that continues to grow.