Most of my long runs last year were with my running buddy, which I loved because having someone there with you makes the miles go by so much faster. I also loved how our friendship grew as we continued running together. We would talk to each other about all kinds of things and we'd help each other work through problems, even if that meant just listening to the other person vent.
I grew so fond of running with another person that I was not looking forward to my long run today because I knew I'd be by myself. With no one to talk to I figured the miles would drag by and I would be bored to death. While I did end up looking at my watch a little more frequently, my run was great. I didn't get bored with myself and I felt mentally (and physically) refreshed when I was done.
I had forgotten how much running helps me to think and work through things in my head. I don't finish every run farting glitter and rainbows, but I always feel way less stressed about everything and more prepared to deal with day-to-day challenges. I know that this time alone helps me to be a better wife, friend, daughter, sister, and employee. Whenever I don't get this time, this is why I start to go bonkers (that and the endorphin withdrawal).
So as much as I love running with someone, I was reminded today how much I also love to run by myself. I was also reminded of how important it is to just take a step away from all of the distractions in life and just spend time thinking, praying, or just zoning out.
Do you prefer to run solo or with a friend?