It’s funny how small things can have a big impact on your life. For example, about a year ago, my cousin came to visit. He actually wasn’t originally planning on visiting, but he happened to be in the neighborhood on a business trip and so he decided to stop by and spend the weekend at my place so we could catch up and talk about whatever cousins talk about. We actually kind of joked about that a bit because in our family we don’t really have that close of a relationship with our relatives. I know some of my friends see their cousins and aunts and uncles and stuff pretty frequently, but it was never really like that with our family. We’d see our cousins every few years. Same thing with our aunts and uncles. It’s not that we don’t like each other, it’s just that we all live so far away from each other.
Anyhoo, my cousin comes over and I took him out to dinner, gave him a tour of my town, etc. The next morning he knocked on my door at like 8 in the morning and insisted that I go running with him.
Now, if you know anything about me, you know that I am definitely not a morning person, and that is especially true on weekends. So eight in the morning? Definitely not.
But wanting to be a good host, I decided I would get up and go for a run.
I’ve never been big on exercise, but I actually really enjoyed it. Don’t get me wrong; I could barely make it mile before I had to stop running, but the point was, I got hooked. A few days later when my legs weren’t sore anymore, I went for another run. And then another few days later, and before I knew it, I was going a few times a week and was actually starting to think of myself as someone who goes jogging.
I joined internet forums for people who run. I started talking to people at work about it, and of course it gave my cousin and I something to keep in touch about. I actually noticed a few days ago that I’ve been running so much that it’s about time to get some new trainers. Get the Label has some and you can click here to check them and I will probably end up ordering something from there in the next few days.
I still think it’s kind funny how I enjoyed going running that one time so much that it became a hobby of mine. And I remember how much I disliked it in PE class in school.
If I keep this up I might start going to the gym and lifting weights, too.