Coaxed Tom into running with me yesterday. Poor guy's a little sore today, but that’s to be expected until your muscles get used to it. He used to run in his 20s, but found it hard on his joints and prefers walking. At the very end when we were just a few houses away from ours, he surprised me by taking off running at about 6 MPH. I flew after him, of course, and caught right up to him. He wanted to show his dear wife that he could still run, even if it wasn’t for long. Back home we were laughing at how anyone looking out their window to see him suddenly go flying off like that with me giving chase, must’ve really been like, WTF? 

I love the time we spend on weekends and just being close to him. On weekdays we’re more like roommates/friends as hard as he works and as little free time as he has, so it makes weekends all the more special for us. :) 

He downloaded this cool app called Runtastic. My route is only 1.8 miles. For some reason, I thought it was closer to 3. I know, though, that running or walking a mile a day is considered a good workout, so 1.8 miles still isn’t bad. I will eventually pick up my speed and add distance in small increments. It currently takes me about 15 minutes to run a mile at 3.5 MPH. Wanna get that down to about 8 minutes. 

I love running and I love how I can eat all I want and not worry about gaining any more weight even if I'll never lose the 26 extra pounds the calculator says I have to lose. I may even get running apparel someday. 

For now, we're looking at dishwashers, humidifiers (our skin has been desert-dry), and new laptops. Don't know what we're getting just yet or when we’ll resume with the painting. This morning we’re going to Walmart to look for pots for the trees I got, plus an armband for my iPod, plus whatever else we happen to find with all the gift cards he got at work.