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Several months ago my elder brother Fred got acquainted with some pretty girl in some dating site. He always hangs on such kinds of sites, he is sure it is the best and easiest way to pick up a girl who really wants it. This girl's name was Ariel and at her profile was said that she likes running. And that to find areas of common interest Fred said to her that he likes this sport too. It was too bravely, because as a matter of fact, he doesn't like any kind of activity. He is a programmer. All day long he used to sit at his computer without extra movements. He even doesn't like baseball like a typical man in our country. After several dates he invited Ariel to dinner to his house. Except food for the romantic dinner he had to buy all necessary stuff for running. He didn't want that Ariel would consider him a liar. He bought two pairs of shoes for run on the sale and sweat suit. It was his second sweat suit in his life after school sweat suit. The dinner was perfect and their relationships too. He even acquainted Ariel with me, like no one girl friend in his life. He was really liked her and it seemed she liked him too. Once upon a time the thought came suddenly to her head to run together every morning in the park, as they both liked this kind of sport. It was the most disgusting proposal in his life. But he couldn't give up, for her he was a guy who likes running. In for a penny, in for a pound. He had no choice and for the sake of great love he agreed to run every morning in the park. It was the most terrible two weeks in his life. He was sick and tired. Now he was ready to delay a great love for the sake of calm and days without running. She was too active for him. He wanted to return his usual careless life without any kind of activity and he broke up with Ariel without any regret. And besides, he threw an object of his suffering - his running shoes - away. Not for a long time he began date with a new girlfriend. That is amazing but she is fond of snow boarding.