Regular blog followers might have noticed through previous posts that I am an early-morning jogger, with regular training partners that I meet at around 5:35 a.m. each weekday. My regular Wednesday morning partner is Patrick, and we often run the Farm Lane trail in Hyde Park for about 6 miles. Since today is Wednesday, it meant a 5:35 a.m. date with Patrick, but our morning was a little different this time. There was no Farm Lane, and there was no run. We went for a brisk walk on the chilly fall morning.
A few days ago, my buddy got into a serious car accident. He has a broken sternum and a slight concussion. No running for him for quite a while. But, he is cleared to walk. And so, we walked. Usually on our Wednesday morning jaunts, we would always factor in a 5-minute walking cooldown, and we would comment to each other how that was our favorite part of the run. Today, we got to enjoy the favorite part of the run for the entire walk, which we did for an hour. Sure, it was not the same workout; we barely broke a sweat. But I was thankful to have his company, and he was thankful to be walking and talking.
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