For the first time in well over two years, this happened:
After a bike-ride mishap for D led to me missing the group run last night, he offered up a substitute – run with me, in the morning?
Backtrack: we met as running buddies, just friends. Approximately one day after we started “dating”, he hurt his ankle. What should’ve been a 2-3 month recovery, turned into 6 months in an air-cast, a slow transition back to cycling, and an even slower transition back to running (2 years).
Today, we woke up for a 6:30 a.m. run together. We ran 3.25 miles.
I have my other running-buddy back!