Once again I have cheated death.
To set the scene: My wife has been training, since the end of January, to run the Indy Mini Marathon. She just finished her 10 mile race last weekend in an ABSOLUTELY FANTASTIC time of 1:38. She kept her same pace from mile 1 to mile 10. She's been working so freaking hard at this and I am so freaking proud of her.
So...
The other day, my wife's employer/health insurance company offered a health screening for all those wishing to take it.
Yesterday she let on that according to the "charts" for ideal weight / BMI that she is...higher on the chart than she wants to be.
So I say: "Welcome to my world!"
Her response: "Yeah, but you've not been working your ASS off."
I, in my infinite wisdom, walk up behind her, pat her on the butt, and say "Apparently you haven't been..."
I am still alive. For now.
To set the scene: My wife has been training, since the end of January, to run the Indy Mini Marathon. She just finished her 10 mile race last weekend in an ABSOLUTELY FANTASTIC time of 1:38. She kept her same pace from mile 1 to mile 10. She's been working so freaking hard at this and I am so freaking proud of her.
So...
The other day, my wife's employer/health insurance company offered a health screening for all those wishing to take it.
Yesterday she let on that according to the "charts" for ideal weight / BMI that she is...higher on the chart than she wants to be.
So I say: "Welcome to my world!"
Her response: "Yeah, but you've not been working your ASS off."
I, in my infinite wisdom, walk up behind her, pat her on the butt, and say "Apparently you haven't been..."
I am still alive. For now.