A thank you to my husband

As my husband briskly walked in the door and began climbing the stairs to our bedroom to change out of his suit, he turned to me and said, “Let’s get going.”

My first thought, "No, not tonight. I am too tired."

What was I thinking when I sent him a text and asked if he wanted to go tonight? Note to self – Never send text to husband in the middle of a deadline day.

As I snuggled back into the leather couch, pulled the red blanket a little closer to my chin and clutched the remote to watch the news, I began making a mental list of all the reasons I should remain firmly planted on the couch.
1.      It’s deadline day – after 19 years being married to me my husband knows I am wiped out after a day editing and laying out the newspaper.
2.      Nike running shoes are missing in action – Seriously can’t find them.
3.      We won’t have time because we have two basketball games to attend.
4.      We need to eat.
But as I made my excuse list, I realized I had made a commitment to my husband so I uprooted myself from the couch and trudged upstairs as he was making his way down.
Quickly changing into running clothes, I borrowed a pair of my daughter’s running shoes – that are at least two sizes too big.
Since Saturday, my husband has walked with me – well, he walks and I jog trying to keep up with his 6’5” stride.
Having him push me to get out the door has made a world of difference. Without his encouragement tonight, I wouldn’t have walked for 40 minutes. I would have made excuses and been content to be a couch potato.
Perfect way to get a second wind before sitting on the bleachers for a few hours.
Thank you Bryan for your support – with it I will meet my exercise goals.