As we left the gym after our first real workout in years, my husband and I both felt energized. "Let’s renew our commitment to do it three times a week," I said.
"Absolutely," my husband agreed, "three times as a minimum."
"And no whining," I said. "No excuses."
"No, we’ll do it with energy and enthusiasm."
"And on my late night, we can just meet here at the gym."
"The gym?" my husband said, crestfallen. "I thought we were talking about sex!"