Until recently I'd supposed that we were two compatible travelers, arriving at separate destinations on a shared path. But when a series of winter storms sent us into the gym for a week, my husband voiced a different view. "I hope this weather clears up soon," he lamented one morning. "I miss my meditation." His words reveal the common ground we're finding. In pursuit of fitness for body and mind, we've encountered a path of fitness for heart and soul as well. Side by side, we stay in step with one another.
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