Don’t

I just rejoined the gym I was a member of before I became pregnant. When I walked back into the exercise room, I literally said – out loud - “Oh, elliptical machine……how I’ve missed you….” It has felt so good to get my heartrate up and the blood flowing.

What didn’t feel good, though, was the weird catch I had in my hip last night. It started during the last 5 seconds of my 25 minutes on the elliptical and lasted throughout the evening. As I limped through the house, Scott asked at one point if I had stretched before I worked out.

“No,” I said, “but I did when I got off. I always stretch after.”

Scott said, “Well, honey, you might just need to start stretching before you exercise. There came a time in my life when I realized that I just..”

“Oh, no you don’t. Don’t say it. I know what you’re going to say. Don’t.”

“I’m just saying,” he said, “that maybe your body’s needing different things than it did when you were…”

“NO! Don’t say it!”

I knew where he was going with that. He was going to say that I needed to stretch before I exercised because I’m not as young as I used to be. He was going to say that maybe I need to do things differently because I’m getting older.

I knew that’s what he was going to say, so I didn’t want to hear it. I responded by whacking him repeatedly with a couch cushion, because that’s what any mature woman would do.