Husband prefers no talking at the gym

At the gym, I like to watch TV on the treadmill to pass time. I’ve learned so many things about the outside world!

I’m not a TV watcher, so because – and only because – of the treadmill, I’ve learned about: 600 pound people trying to lose weight, what killed the dinosaurs, and some guy named Donald who got voted  President this year. Crazy, huh?

I forgot my headphones one day. He had brought his and was preparing to listen to music on his iPhone.

“Oh, shucks. I forgot mine in the car,” I noticed.

“Want me to get it for you?” he offered. He’s so sweet. The sweetest.

“You’re so nice! No, that’s OK,” I declined.

“I’ll fetch it. Where is it in the car?” he asked.

“You just get your workout started. Don’t worry about me. I don’t need to watch TV. I’ll just talk to you,” I replied cheerfully. This was going to be great!

“Uh, no,” he said, and left to get my headphones.

Awesome. Thanks.

…So, uh. Did you know some TV host traveled to Japan to look for the legendary kappa water monster?