I am so happy, I could bounce around like Tigger
Here's the part where my cup runneth over with goodies: my Hub, when faced with the idea that I would be switching to outdoor running (an idea that makes him very nervous, because Chicago can be dangerous for a lone female jogger), decided that if I jog outside, he's coming along with me. He has decided to be my running partner.
I could cry, I'm so damn happy. It's what I've always wanted. Wheee! Of course, the proof will be in the pudding, and in this case it very much remains to be seen how we'll do as running partners. Could go either way. I've got better stamina and cardiovascular health, but his legs are longer and he's proven speedier on short distances. At any rate, I'm jazzed about the idea and can't wait to get started.
My Hub has also come up with the idea that we should use the money from selling the treadmill to buy a new piece of in-home exercise equipment. (Clearly, we didn't end up getting the home gym.) We're thinking that a stationary bike machine would be a good idea, since it's good for cardio on non-running days and since it would give us a cardio option on nasty weather days when we really don't want to go outside, and since Chicago has many of that kind of day. Engaging in this kind of discussion with my Hub fills me with great joy. He's exercising. He's been at it steadily for almost a month. This is friggin' phenomenal.
In other news, we are most decidedly moving, and are paring down the unused possessions. I've put ads up on Craigslist for various things, but if anyone in the Chicago area wants a scale, media shelving, kitty scratching post, round kitchen table, TV cart, red folding chairs, a size 6 peacoat, home theatre system (the speakers and the control unit thingy), or a full-sized mattress (no box springs), let me know, and I'll cut you a deal. I'm hoping to raise money with the selling of such things to cover part of the cost of the movers.
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