…and I’ve inflated five car tires today. Four of them with a god-forsaken hand pump. None of them belonged to me.
Feels good to have met my quota of good deeds for the month. Now I can go back to being my normal ass-hat self.
When my wife is signed-up for her first half next Apr, I agreed to the gym once a week to grind out miles on a treadmill with her (she’s not the type that enjoys a frigid run on icy sidewalks in the dark). I like to pick a treadmill on the back row so I can keep an eye on how fast everybody else is going and beat them by just a little bit.
As we were walking out of the gym this evening, the wife asks if I noticed the buff shoulder muscles on the girl that was running in front of us. Pfft…I couldn’t even tell you what color hair she had. But I know exactly how many intervals she ran and what her average pace was.