So instead of going to spinning today, I decided that my husband and I would do laps in our neighborhood. The problem lies with our difference in height. He is 6'4" and I am, well, not.
He likes to speed walk which add even more difficulty. Off we go, I'm doing mini sprints to keep up with him and I'm sweating like a horse (I have recently learned that pigs don't sweat.)
After a little more than a mile and a half, I am done. So I have showered and am blogging, while he goes and does two more laps.
I shoulda married a fat guy.
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