The Silly Thing We Do That I Love So Much
On this Valentine’s Day, I thought I’d share the silly thing Handy Husband and I do that I love so much.
Often, Handy Husband and I will both exercise during the lunch hour, but not together.
He runs.
I walk.
We run/walk the same loop on our country road but in opposite directions.
We usually pass each other in roughly the same spot.
When I see him coming toward me, I automatically get this huge grin on my face.
I can’t help it. I’m just excited about what comes next.
As soon as he’s approximately 20 or 30-feet away from me, I fling out my arms wide and begin one of those exaggerated, slow-motion runs toward him.
In my head, it’s the type of scene scripted in some dramatic movie where the long-lost lovers are reuniting with a slow-motion run toward each other on a beach at sunset with a crescendo of music playing in the background.
Except it’s us on a country road and it’s been 20 minutes since we had lunch together and the garbage truck just passed by.
As I get closer, I can see that Handy Husband now has a big grin on his face too.
To spice it up, sometimes he pretends to feint left or right as I’m barreling toward him with my dramatic, slow-motion run.
We both know he’ll always let me catch him though.
When we reach each other he gives me a quick kiss on the lips and continues on his way.
I resume my normal walk with a perma-grin etched on my face.
Not one word has been spoken during this entire encounter.
It’s just this unspoken thing we do when exercising in opposite directions that makes me so darn happy. Even typing this story has me buzzing with happy energy because I just love this silly thing we do.
Do you have a silly thing you do with your partner? I’d love to hear about it! You can email me here or message me on Instagram or Facebook.
Happy Valentine’s Day.
P.S. For the record, I would never make such a dramatic, silly declaration of my love if there was anyone else around. Not because I care, but because Handy Husband would die of embarrassment. He’s a little more proper than I am and not hugely into overt public displays of affection and I respect that. But when we are by ourselves, all bets are off!
P.P.S. He’s fine with me telling you all of this.
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