My best friend moved to Arizona with his partner a year ago. Prior to his move, when we were both single, this is the friend that I met at Starbucks three times per day, sat around watching tv eating hot pockets with, stocked a candy dish big enough for Halloween to snack out of with...
He ran a half marathon this weekend! He ran the first ten miles before he had to stop and walk the rest! My first thought was "woo hoo! You go!" My second thought - "how dare you get into running shape faster than me!" I can be so petty sometimes...
So now, I have to get through my upcoming surgery and get back into good running shape, and work my endurance up 8 more miles... Right now I can only do five... His partner is an airline pilot and says he can get me a cheap ticket to San Diego for a half marathon they have invited me to come run with them...
I can't let him continue to beat me!
Ahh... competition is good for me... I do my best work under pressure...