My good friend, Rich, is out of town this week. He went to help is married daughter move from California back to Salt Lake City. Saturday he flew out, to help her pack and drive the moving van while her new husband is away at a military camp. I didn't realize how much I would miss our regularly scheduled workouts.
Rich is the one that keeps me active. I have known him for seven years now. Being that I work on the campus of the University of Utah, I have access to the pool and exercise equipment over at the fieldhouse. We started going to a lunch spinning class in the spring of 2000 and found that we worked in the same building. So he would come by on his way to have someone to talk with as we walked down to the class.
Now it is habit and he will swing by my office and ask if I was going to go for a run, or swim or ride for lunch that day. Just knowing he was going to be there would encourage me to show up at work with something in mind for the lunch hour, other than a big meal. This week, I have been out for a noon activity only once. That is deplorable.
In addition to that, Rich is always up for a new adventure. If I am looking for a mountain to conquer, then Rich is game to give it a try.
One day out of the blue he said, do you want to try water polo? So we joined a team and played that on Tuesdays and Thursdays for about a year and a half. About two years ago the team broke up and moved to a new location, so we don't play water polo any more.
After that Rich said, well we swim, we ride. We should try a Triathelon. So I signed us up. We quickly learned that while we could compete in the swimming and the cycling, the running was killing us. So Rich found a running group and we joined their workout sessions. After a year of running, I thought I should try a marathon. I mentioned this to Rich who said," well - I am not a Marathoner, I will try a Half."
I have a lot of friends that it is like pulling teeth to meet up with. But not Rich.
I hope he hurries home, cause, um, I need someone to play with.
Rich is the one that keeps me active. I have known him for seven years now. Being that I work on the campus of the University of Utah, I have access to the pool and exercise equipment over at the fieldhouse. We started going to a lunch spinning class in the spring of 2000 and found that we worked in the same building. So he would come by on his way to have someone to talk with as we walked down to the class.
Now it is habit and he will swing by my office and ask if I was going to go for a run, or swim or ride for lunch that day. Just knowing he was going to be there would encourage me to show up at work with something in mind for the lunch hour, other than a big meal. This week, I have been out for a noon activity only once. That is deplorable.
In addition to that, Rich is always up for a new adventure. If I am looking for a mountain to conquer, then Rich is game to give it a try.
One day out of the blue he said, do you want to try water polo? So we joined a team and played that on Tuesdays and Thursdays for about a year and a half. About two years ago the team broke up and moved to a new location, so we don't play water polo any more.
After that Rich said, well we swim, we ride. We should try a Triathelon. So I signed us up. We quickly learned that while we could compete in the swimming and the cycling, the running was killing us. So Rich found a running group and we joined their workout sessions. After a year of running, I thought I should try a marathon. I mentioned this to Rich who said," well - I am not a Marathoner, I will try a Half."
I have a lot of friends that it is like pulling teeth to meet up with. But not Rich.
I hope he hurries home, cause, um, I need someone to play with.
Recent Comments