How to run apart

August 2, 2013

He asked her to run with him that afternoon, and she agreed, though she regretted it 16 steps in, already unable to control her gasping.

Why don’t you go ahead, she said, but he ignored her, or didn’t hear her, and they continued along the road.

Seriously, she said at a quarter-mile. I can’t do this. She slowed to a walk, and he turned, jogging backward with small steps.

I don’t understand the problem, he said. It’s just running.

But it’s too fast, she said. I can’t handle this pace.

They decided the rest that night.

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