I needed Him and He knew it. He was teasing me; taunting me even. As I hunted high and low throughout the house, I could hear Him: sniggering round the back of the sofa, giggling in the garden, fidgeting behind the fridge; but by the time I reached there... gone... always gone.
Eventually, at 10am, I gave up. 'Fine' I grumped, 'I'll go without you then.' So I did.
However, running alone in the ever increasing temperatures, the shade rapidly disappearing into the terraced houses, as the sun rose higher by the minute into the sky, I struggled.
'I can't do this' I dejectedly told myself as Ben Folds sung me a ditty about 'Zac and Sara' (without an 'h'); 'I need Him' I pitifully wailed as Scouting for Girls confirmed their belief that 'Elvis Ain't Dead'; 'It's too hot' I protested even as Queen told me 'Don't Stop [them] Now'. I was almost about to turn home, almost... just about... when...
A friendly runner bounced towards me, sweat pouring from him, face as red as a beetroot and a super-massive smile that stretched from ear to ear... the biggest smile I have ever seen... ever! He put me to shame. I thought back to the intricate game of 'cat and mouse' I'd played with Him this morning; the charade of 'hide and seek' that had almost stopped me going out for a run and the memories of which had almost sent me turning for home.
And so, it was Green Day, Off -Spring, The Prodigy and, most importantly, a friendly runner with a big smile that helped me to finish my run. All the same, it was a job made harder than was necessary by the lack of one very important element...
Don't leave home without him!
Distance: 3.2 miles
Feeling: hot and lacking in Motivation