The DW an I got out for a run together for the first time in weeks. When I started running 5 years ago, I couldn't keep up with her...nor run much more than a couple hundred meters, very, very slowly. But, she ran with me, supported me, hang back with me when we ran with DD. Now it is my turn. I seem to get faster, and her knees are beginning to give her grief, so she is slower. But, we love to enjoy this activity together when we can. So yesterday, I jogged with her most of the way but did a few fartleks, running a couple hundred meters faster, then run back to her position. I ended up covering 3 miles in 32 minutes. She covered 2.5 miles in the same time. All in all, it was very enjoyable...first run in two weeks for me due to back to back overseas trips for business and poor running weather, it was a beautiful day, and I got to run with my sweetheart.
After that, the real workout began. We prepped all day for the movers. We had pre-boxed a lot of things, but the movers need to carefully document what is in each box. We had only noted basic info, such as "DD's room", etc. So, they asked us to open each box and have it prepared so they could take a look and do the doc. So, I opened, and moved probably 60-70 boxes. After that, we went thru the storage, pantry, kitchen, freezer, reefer, etc, to remove all food (foodstuff cannot be shipped to the US, even if canned or dry), and to separate the items we no longer need from those we want to keep. Sis in law came and took 6 good sized boxes of food items, a friend came and collected two boxes, and I have 20 trash bags sitting in the apt entryway ready to take downstairs when garbage collection comes at 8am. I am sore.
On the one hand, I feel like we should have just let the movers do everything from the start. On the other hand, perhaps I should find a part-time job with a moving company, just a couple days a week, which would provide me with a good, full-body and core workout....naw, I'll putter in my garden instead...?
R