How To Trick Your Husband Into Training for a Marathon

Manipulation and trickery are never easy. However, I'm pretty sure that I've improved those skills since marrying Adam.

He's, without a doubt, the funniest person I've ever known and is simply incredible. I've always believed that I am surrounded by the most amazing people. I won't question how I've been able to have the most generous, thoughtful, and loving individuals enter my life, and Adam is no exception. He has given me a sense of peace that I never imagined I'd have. He keeps me focused and has taught me that the dishes really don't have to be done before going to bed, which I've been able to do a few times. I sincerely enjoy his company and feel absolutely blessed to have him in my life.

As you can see, I'm his biggest fan. In addition to all of those wonderful things, he's also pretty smart. Because he's so smart, I've had to do some things that I'm not entirely proud of ... mainly tricking him into doing a variety of things I see as very essential. Training for a marathon has been no different. Initially, I didn't even know that I was manipulating him (that's how good I have become - even I don't know when I'm doing it).

Soon after agreeing to a marathon, I ran into a slight problem (this is where it becomes a bit embarrassing on my part) ... I realized I had to have a training partner because I was too scared to run alone at night. Yes, I am 30 and I'm afraid to run alone in the darkness. I'm not going to lie ... I'm actually afraid of quite a few things that don't exactly make sense. Just to name a few ... I'm afraid that I'm going to grow facial hair and not realize it. I'm afraid that, while I'm sleeping, my cat may fall asleep on my face and I will stop breathing (although, I don't think that fear is too far-fetched). I'm afraid that my toes are going to grow together. Then, I have fears that a lot of people have involving safety. I lock my doors immediately when getting into the car (and at home) because I'm afraid that someone will open my car door at a stoplight. I leave the porch light on so that if I get home after dark, I can see. I'm afraid that when our neighbor leaves their ladder out, someone will use it to crawl into our bedroom window. Then, of course, there is the one I've already admitted ... I'm afraid of running in the dark (What happens if I step on a snake? What happens if a raccoon attacks me? What happens if a man jumps out from the bushes). That's when I got Adam involved. He knows everything I'm afraid of (and still chose to marry me) so when I mentioned running alone at night, he knew that I wouldn't be able to do it. So, I had to ask if he'd train with me. He immediately said no (he believes that you can support a person without actually doing the activity with the person). I understood his reluctance , but I really needed him to do this with me. That's what I told him.

What it comes down to is this ... have some crazy fears and your husband will do just about anything to make you feel better. Well, he will, at least, agree to train for a marathon (he's yet to tell me that he will run a marathon). No worries, I'm working on that one.