Today...I did not want to do my run! My back was a little sore, my legs were a little tired, etc...blah, blah, blah. But my hubby, dear old Sean, got me out there. We did our mile and it wasn't pretty. As soon as we started walking, my right calf seemed to seize up. But I continued to walk. Sean stayed by my side, kind of like the geese couple that you see along side of the road. Usually, though, one of them has gotten hit and the other one, it's mate, stays there because they mate for life. Yeah, this was exactly the same, but only different. As far as I know, I didn't get hit by a car. Although, I felt like it.
Anyway, we jogged a little and then power walked. On the way back, he pushed me to jog a little more. Then we made it down the last hill and Sean looked at me, we then started to jog the last bit of our walk. I think that I have jogged more today then all the other walks put together. Thank you for pushing me!
I love you!