When I was a kid in the 70s it seemed like every television show was talking about couples going on separate vacations. It was the height of Women’s Liberation to go where you want to go for your vacation and not have to hang out with your boring husband or significant other. To be honest, I never got why it was supposed to be such a big deal, but I’m a dude. Clearly I was not meant to understand.
Every year about this time, Peggy and I relive the 70s and go on separate vacations. Actually, she goes on vacation and I stay home and take care of our pets.
Peggy is a Personal Trainer and she works with many of her clients at a gym that was built for the Recreation Ministry at our church. Every January, the Recreation Ministry takes a group on a ski trip, and Peggy is required to go as part of the ministry staff. At least that is the story I get…
I am always invited. I was a respectable athlete as a young man, and I spent quite a bit of time on skis. Behind a boat. In the water. When I had back surgery in 2005, the surgeon told me that unless I wanted to have the same surgery again I needed to give up long-distance running and snow skiing. Let’s just say that neither seemed like a giant sacrifice.
Peggy has so much fun on these trips, and I have fun receiving the pictures of her having fun. And I don’t have to get cold or wet. Win-win…
Seriously, since we don’t live in Katy anymore I don’t know that Peggy will be participating on future trips, so I really wanted her to go this year and have a great time. And it looks like she is.
Ladies luncheon 
They look warm, don’t they?
Meanwhile, I am at home planning a trip we can take together. That’s just the kind of guy I am…