I left out one of my lovers yesterday.
If you remember, Swimming was a no second date, Running was sex before dinner, the Elliptical was wholly unappetizing to me and Biking was nice ... but a bad kisser.
I left out my soulmate. The one I'd marry.
Walking.
Walking isn't as flashy as Running. Not as movie star hot and without the garish sex appeal. Like a beautiful man who worries about himself before you, Running will bring you drama ... and injury. He will make you push yourself farther than you want to go as you search for the high his love can bring. He might make you question your limitations and push yourself farther than you should go ... even when it hurts.
Running burns hot and fast ... but it's not sustainable for the long term.
Walking is slower. And steadier. But he's good and true and reliable. He'll never leave you or cheat on you. His fire burns strong and deep and the embers will last you a lifetime. Walking will get you all of the benefits of Running without all the drama. Like your real husband, he might not be everyone else's idea of a dreamboat, but he knows how to flip your switch and fits your soul just perfectly. He wants what is best for you. He takes care of you.
They both make you sweat. In a good way. But Walking will never make you cry. He's there when the others hurt you. He picks up the pieces and lets you carry on, never asking questions or demanding apologies.
Ultimately, they both will carry you up the hills you'll face in your lifetime. But Running will put a lot of stress on your joints on the uphill and even more on the downhill. Walking is good on flat ground, yes. But it's also the ONLY way to get to the highest peak of Mt. Everest or carry you out of the lowest valley of the Grand Canyon.
Romantical, isn't it?
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