The Pros And Cons Of Working Out With Your Spouse


It’s a double-edged sword, living with your best workout buddy. On the one hand, it’s nice to be able to roll over after a none-too-restful night and say, “I don’t think I’m going to make it on our run this morning,” before rolling over and going back to sleep. On the other hand, there are times when you do get out running together, when all you want to do is trip your partner for being so darn cheerful when you are miserably slogging through another mile.

Also, there are all those endorphins and pheromones floating around and making you happy and attractive . . . but you are both too sweaty and worn out to do anything about it.

Then there’s the friendly competition, which can keep you motivated to run more miles or do more reps. But sometimes that “friendly competition” can turn a little ugly . . . and you still have to be civil at the dinner table.

However, it can be great to spend some time together, doing something you love and focusing just on each other . . . unless you can’t get someone to watch the kids. Taking turns sneaking in a workout can put the squeeze on other activities and make life more hectic.

Then again, it can be strengthening to work toward goals together and to help each other succeed in becoming fitter and faster . . . unless you wind up distracting each other from those goals.

But working out together can set a pattern for how you communicate with each other in difficult situations: checking in, making sure your partner is doing okay, encouraging them if they need help . . . Or it can highlight those things you need to work on a little harder.

Finally, working out with your spouse can be a great way to encourage each other to be healthy, and to decide to model healthy living for your children and even include them in your favorite activities. But then again  . . . oh, wait! There’s no downside to that. Working out together is a great way to build a healthy family.

Do you have any pros or cons to add to the list? A story to share? I could go into the time I imagined making my husband eat gravel 17 miles into our first marathon . . . but I’ll leave it at that.

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