Yesterday, I’d decided that Juneathon the 6th would be a running day.
This afternoon was warm and muggy, and I began to have second thoughts about a run. Not long before it was time for me to head home from work, a stiff breeze delivered some cool, dry air that settled into relative calm. Perfect for running!
Still, I found it hard to get my butt off the couch once I got home.
I ‘ll just read one more news story. Oh, the cat needs attention. Aren’t there any new posts in my social media stream?
I looked across the room at Bugman, who was eating tortilla chips out of the bag while watching a cooking show. (He biked to work today. Already got his exercise in.)
“If I’m going to go for a run today, I should really get going.”
“Yep,” Bugman said.
Long pause. I wasn’t moving.
“Maybe if you point at me accusingly . . .”
Bugman interrupted his chip-bag-to-mouth trajectory to aim an index finger and a stern look in my direction. The tortilla chips clutched in his remaining fingers made the gesture rather ridiculous, and I laughed.
Laughter – just the thing I needed to propel me off the couch! Thanks, dear. (He knows me so well!)
Copyright 2014 by Katie Bradshaw