“Maybe you should take this as a sign that you should live a more active lifestyle,” my wife chided me last Sunday morning when she saw I was moving a little slow after a two hour softball practice the day before.
“Maybe you should take this as a sign that you should live a more active lifestyle,” I annoyingly repeated back to her. “Now come over here and give me a massage.”
The deep tissue massage I desperately needed didn’t pan out, especially after my gruff response to her comment. That’s why she’s labeled me “The Morning Grumpster”. So maybe she’s right. I don’t exactly live a highly active lifestyle. If you count the number of times I have gotten my heart rate up over the past year it would probably equal the number of times I saw deer while hunting plus each time I mow the lawn. But just because she is right doesn’t give her an excuse to give me grief about it and I would appreciate it if you told her.