Some years ago, I tried to convince DH that we would need to do some kind of sport. I couldn't get him off the couch, so some day, I started to go running on my own. (The truth is, I would have wanted someone who pushes me because it was hard to push myself. But finally I realized that I had to do this for me and could not expect someone else to do it.)

After a few month, he joined in. I think in the end it wasn't very funny to sit on the couch alone, and it isn't that easy to watch someone else being active and convince yourself that being lazy is all that great. In the end it was him who convinced me to buy a bike after a little while.

I'm really happy that he did. Being active has become a big part of our life and we spend a lot of our time cycling or running. I don't know how this would work out if he still wouldn't want to join me, because there wouldn't be much time left for doing something together and there would be a lot of happy moments that I couldn't share with him.