While we were away over the weekend at the beach I went for a run with a friend of mine. She is one of those people that you hate. She does triathlons. TRIATHLONS! It’s crazy. She’s just so fit, and seems to have so much energy!
So we went for a run.
It was difficult. I felt so slow, and so awkward next to her, and I felt like I was slowing her down, and felt bad when we had to walk up steep hills.
But it wasn’t as bad as my mind told me it was. We were running at a beautiful beach, we kept seeing adorable baby kangaroos hanging out with their mummas, and other people with adorable pets walking around. We visited our respective partners while they played bike polo (the reason why we were there), and had enough energy left at the end to bounce on an inflatable pillow thingy!
All in all, it was not as bad as I thought it was, and it NEVER IS as bad as we think it is. I always disparage myself when I run with others, but when push comes to shove, it is nice to run with others because it makes the time go faster, the kilometers fly by, and it’s a healthier way to socialise than drinking at the pub. 😛
Do you like running with others?
Do you also struggle with comparing your fitness to others?