I’ve told the story before, but an ex and I once had an enormous fight mid-run over him one stepping me. We were so mad that we didn’t finish the run together and didn’t speak for hours when we got home. Even though we’re no longer dating (not because of the one-step incident), we still heckle each other about who holds the marathon PR. Incidentally, you’re going down in May, Moss.
This “motivational poster” from Runner’s World this week is both Valentine’s themed and spot-on.
Do you run with your significant other? Any horror stories from racing together?