The BF is still "working up" to his 6 mile run on March 31st. I'm a 10-k veteran, but haven't done one in well over a year so training is a must. He wanted to go for 2 miles, so I agreed to run 2, and we could walk 1. Compromise... right?
Since I have the Garmin 305, I am always in charge of monitoring our mileage. So off we went... pounding away. We actually slowed down our pace for this run, because running on sand is a lot harder on your legs than running on a sidewalk. Plus, on Wednesday, I did my Jillian Michaels 30-day shred video and on Thursday, I did Group Power (the equivalent of Body Pump) with my friend Katie - so prior to the run my legs were already burning, and about a minute in, it felt like they were going to fall off. Telling myself that I have to set a good example for my BF in training, I never walk first (it may also have something to do with my extremely competitive nature).
We could not have asked for a more gorgeous day to be out there running. I encouraged (or "tricked" as he called it) the BF into running 2.25 miles and only walking 3/4 of a mile. He did it. No problems. I just wanted him to prove to himself that he is capable of it and doesn't have to work up to it at such a slow pace. I promised to never do that to him again, but I was secretly very happy that I did and that he succeeded in the extra 1/4 mile without any issues. Now... we just have to add 3.4 more miles to that total.
Side note: It rained ALL day today and started sleeting/snowing around 6 PM. Let me reiterate what a B-E-A-UTIFUL day it was on Saturday to be running on the beach.
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