Charlene has been working at developing a healthy lifestyle for me.  This is a challenge, because (a) I don’t gravitate toward “healthy” and (b) I resist most efforts to point me in that direction.  My wife however loves me and wants me to stick around, so she keeps trying.

In a recent attempt, Charlene mentioned that the gym had an after work spin class on Fridays.  At our old gym, I used to enjoy spin class, but we had moved and I fell out of the routine.

Groaning, Charlene asked why I was so reluctant.  I sighed and mentioned that it would being trying something new.  I was tired of trying new things.  We had recently moved and so much was always “new.”   I was just plain tired of “new.”

Giving me a wise, but loving, spousal glance, Charlene said, “How do you expect the kids to try new things, if you don’t?” Humph, game, set, match, wife.  She was right.  Everything was new to all of us.  Keep trying, that was our job.

As my legs twirled away on the stationary bike, I had done it.  I was sweating and setting an example.  Old dog, new tricks.