I truly believe my wife makes me a better runner. I don't have a coach right now who I am accountable to, nor do I have a running group to keep me on track. My work hours tend to keep me away from the group runs around the area so I am accountable only to myself.
After a 12 hour day at work it is sometimes tough to force myself to lace up my shoes and get out on the road. However, thanks to my wife, I have a secondary voice of encouragement telling me all the reasons why I should go run instead of sitting on the couch watching The Biggest Loser and feeling like I suck for ditching my run.
Tonight was no different. I got home from work around 7pm, exhausted and looking to get out of my suit and onto the couch. Thankfully my wife was there to remind me that I really do love running, and I love how it makes me feel. Sometimes the mental aspect of consistent training is too much to handle. It is good to have someone you respect to tell you to, "Snap out of it", "Pull yourself together", or even "Quit being a slacker."
So, my wife got me out on the streets to get my run in. In that way she has made me a better runner by keeping me true to my training. She also made me a better dresser because I almost started the run in my boxers (see picture). Did I mention I was exhausted?