Today, it was 12 degrees when I woke up.  It was 14 when we got out of Becca’s care to start the run.  There is NO WAY anyone in their right mind would get up at 6:30 on a Saturday morning to go running in 12 degree weather.  It was cold, it was brutal, it was actually fun.   It was not the awesome weather, the great post work out feeling or the internal drive to get in shape which made this possible, let alone fun.  It was the team.

Here I am at Eagle Creek during group training. No I haven't gone grey, thats ice.

I have been reflecting on the importance of relationships in human evolution.  Mankind learned to slay huge animals with only spears, conquered enemies and developed technologies that were unbelievable only a few years ago because we have an ability to rely and support each other.  We have been dependent on each other for protection and support, necessary for survival. That dependance has not changed.  As much as some of would like to think we can do everything ourselves, we simply cannot.  We might accomplish something, but that accomplishment would be an even greater achievement when you are part of a team.

If you are trying to move from a couch potato to a lean and fit individual, you will likely fail if you try to do it alone.  You will make some progress but your accomplishments will fall short of what they cold be as part of a team.

The team pushed me to run 4 miles, instead of 3.  The team pushed me to put up my fastest mile time ever.  The team pushed me to show up in the freezing cold.  It is the team that makes it fun.