I don't love running, but I don't hate it either. I do it over the winter months once a week. I don't look forward to it, but I feel good when finished. Yesterday was a particularly good run, especially since I almost didn't even have the motivation to make it out the door into the cold night.
I recently talked to a good friend of mine, and he wants to be my running partner for the rest of the winter. He's a good guy, but he's kind of smelly and has really big ears. Kind of like me.