So we have been trying to workout together at least when it comes to carving out some weekly mileage (I'm the only one really cross training at the moment)...
It was our second time going out for a walk. The first time we walked a 5k around the neighborhood together and it was enjoyable. We had our pup with us and it was like going on any old walk together, just a bit longer than normal... and it was nice.
The next time we went out, it was supposed to be for a walk/jog of 4 miles... before we left the house we decided we would listen to our own audio books/music since that's how I like to run... (with something to distract me). We both picked different audio books and headed out.
Unfortunately it was along this trip that I learned something valuable... very valuable...
Working out with my husband is not like working out with my friends.
There I said it.
It wasn't fun...
The first half of the 2 mile path we took was a slight gradual incline. Our plan was to walk and then jog little sections along the way to introduce the jogging concept to my husband. It was supposed to be okay... It was supposed to be fun...
I mean, it's always fun when I walk and chat with my friends... even when we jog and have separate music...
But this wasn't fun.
The first half of our 4 mile journey my husband kept mocking me.
Yup, he kept mocking my shorter legs and therefore shorter jogging stride by running circles around me... literally... I would be jogging forward and he would be jogging in a circle around me... making me dizzy... making me think I was going to plow into him because it wasn't a WIDE circle... nope it was close. It was about an arms length away from me...
When he wasn't doing that, he would animatedly start "power walking" right beside me, pointing out that he could walk while I was still jogging... up the slight incline... growing more agitated with each step.
I was a bit fuming at this point... and then he started to waive his walking reflector in my face just to say hello and smile at me... like this was the funnest thing in the world....
I found a new button I didn't know I had.
A casual walk with our pup, no problem... but toss in the word "training" and apparently I like to get in the zone and focus...
He on the other hand likes to play.
At one point return stretch, a beach ball blew near us (yup, that's how bad the winds were, a beach ball literally flew out of someone's yard sailed across the street through traffic 6 lanes of traffic and then landed on the bike/hike path)... so my husband naturally decided to play with it. He would throw it up in the air and try to run and catch it... repeatedly... well until it bounced and sailed into the ditch... but he was everywhere on the path.
I couldn't take it any longer and responded by jogging the majority of the way home ... solo... I just couldn't do it... my buttons had been pressed and I was peeved. After a mile or so of straight jogging, I felt calmer after escaping the "fun" and saw hubs was in the distance so I back tracked and he jogged a little to meet up with me. We walked a bit together and that was better. As we got closer to home I told him I was going to probably jog most of the way back and just wait for him at the door.
I have no idea how i'm going to help train him for the Dumbo Double Dare... Apparently i'm all business and he's all play!
