Last week I laced my shoes up to head out with our 15 year old son for a run. I am never one to turn down joining him for a workout. In fact, it is during our runs that we share the best conversations. I allow him to talk and I listen. This motion is at first foreign to me. I have enjoyed weeks of just cycling but after a few strides it all begins to click again. I remember why I began this in the first place and I love the feeling of each step. I am flooded by thoughts of years of racing and training. I still have it. Not the endurance base and speed exactly but the drive. So each day we have arrived home and laced up for another few miles and the minutes become effortless as the conversation begins. What a gift.
Yesterday I ran with Scott. It has been sometime for him as well. Yet with each step we ran and we never stopped. Parts of it were not easy. It was hot. Paces were always identical…yet we ran and we finished together.
Today we will join the Spinners Group for our weekly ride but this week we are adding a short run following our ride. Just a little something to mix it up.