A running relationship

Most of the time it is great to be married to another runner. They understand the time commitment, the drive, and the disappointment after a bad race. But as Jon and I would discover, it was almost impossible for us to have a good race on the same day. At his peak, he was one of the best steeplechase runners in the country, but the event was starting to take its toll. Jumps into a water pit and over barriers all those years had wreaked havoc on his achillies and back. He raced his first marathon the same time I did and got a partial achilles tear during the race. I won the race. Looking back, it was a turning point. Jon’s racing days were over and mine were just gearing up.