M runs at faster than I. So when he joins me, I have to move at a pace that, for me, is too fast for comfort.
The good part of this, however, is that he pushes me to be a little bit speedier. Rather than plodding along like an elderly snail, I am forced to increase my speed to that of a middle-age turtle.
It's quite exhilarating. Really.
Some fitness experts say that exercising with a partner will help keep you motivated. And maybe that's true.
I like running with M every once in a while. But I cherish my "alone" runs, too.
Like all things in life, I guess striking a balance is important.