I've been slacking big time in the past few weeks on the intentional exercise department. Other than the daily chores and fun activities I do with Philip, I haven't made an effort to move my body for the benefit of my health. And that needs to change.
Philip made a comment over the weekend that made me feel bad for letting it go this long:
I looked forward to our walks because I got to spend time with you. And it keeps me awake longer (insert cute chuckle here). I would like to see you get back on track though.
This whole time, I'm thinking he hates working out and would rather lay on the couch than go for a walk with me after working a twelve hour shift. Our evening walks were a wonderful opportunity to talk to and spend quality time together without distractions. Who am I to deny him this?