A few weeks ago, our husband gave me an ultimatum, however either I start training for a marathon that is in 6 weeks, or I buy a gym membership, and he is apparently sick as well as tired of seeing me come new home from work as well as do nothing however kneel on the radiant radiant heated floors as well as play video games all winter, as well as he is willing to do anything to get off of our lazy rear end! If I decline these options, then he says I will have to find another activity because he will sell our gaming plan along with the TV; I chose to start training for the marathon, however in reality I have not been training at all. Every morning when I leave the apartment to start our “run” I really just head over to the coffeeshop a few blocks down, then over there they have relaxing pretzels as well as an amazing heating unit, as well as it is quite peaceful just enjoying the snow fall from the sky during the Wintertide months. Most days I study the newspaper as well as drink some coffee, to go with fresh carrot cake… Usually the heated gas furnace is so sizzling as well as powerful that it leaves me a with some beads of sweat running down our face after thirty minutes or so, as well as after the sweat starts to drip I head back new home so I have some form of proof that I really did something active which our husbandry consistently believes. I care about our husband to death, but I also care about being lazy! Luckily for me, I am clever enough to find a way to still hang on to both!