When I fell in love with Jeff, I didn’t know he was a runner. He hadn’t been in the habit when we got married. It wasn’t until after the birth of our first son, when he contracted Guillain Barre syndrome and was paralyzed, that I chose to harness “running” by challenging him to walk the Bix 7 road-race with me.So, you see, I have only myself to blame.
I have never had much of an athletic side, however, running was obviously a very good thing – for Jeff. I started to become knowledgeable about this way of life. Naturally, I heard of “runner’s widows,” but remember, I was the one that encouraged this. Looking up antonyms, I have settled on “give favour to” – this sounds right to me. I periodically, volunteer to help at some of the races. I even tried it out – yes, I completed a marathon – once – mostly walking – in Hawaii!
Although I am not a runner, I do appreciate it. I do enjoy traveling – and planning – and now find pleasure in planning trips where Jeff can add to the states where he has completed marathons and I can enjoy new places and faces – and welcome the familiar, as well.