I went on the hikes on my own
My boyfriend, Mark and I recently went on a two week vacation together. We toured several different countries with plans to experience the unusual and remote landscapes and culture of each. I had spent hours on research prior to our trip. I had set up quite lengthy hikes at each location along our tour. The whole trip was focused around hiking to remote sites such as waterfalls, plateaus, geothermal pools, ancient ruins and steep mountain paths to appreciate the view. Since exercise is a priority of my life, I didn’t need to do anything different to physically prepare for the vacation. I workout out every single day, spending at least an hour on my fitness program. I head out on six-mile runs, ride my bicycle for an hour, lift weights and add in all sorts of strenuous exercises. I am careful to thoroughly warm up, cool down and include exercises that work on flexibility and balance. Mark never works out. His task is terribly sedentary. He sits in a chair at a desk all day and stares at a computer monitor. He types on a keyboard and talks on the phone a lot. When he’s not working, he likes to sprawl on the couch and watch movies. I reminded him that the trip would be very physically strenuous. I recommended that he workout him to get ready and be in better shape. He was sure that he’d have no trouble with our many activities. After just three days of our vacation and quite a few hours of hiking, Mark was destroyed. He whined about his sore feet, knees and hips. His whole body ached. He was tired and miserable. He was unwilling to continue. I was angry. I wasn’t unwilling to let his lack of stamina ruin my trip. I decided to leave him behind at the hotel. I went on the hikes on my own. By the time we returned home from our holiday, Mark and I were no longer speaking to each other.