This morning I did something that I would never have done before my most recent return to running. I have a standing bi-weekly appointment with a friend of mine for a run. We usually drive to a local park and meet there for the run. Today, however, I was stuck at home without a vehicle. Rather than ditch our plans, or have him come to pick me up, I told him that I would run from home and meet him at the park which is some two kilometers (1 1/4 miles for you non-metric folks) away.
Kinda cool how running is becoming easy and enjoyable enough for me to run to and from my run. (I know it’s the same as simply going for a longer run, but it’s the actual conscious decision to forgo the use of a car that counts here!)
This afternoon I had the crap scared out of me. My wife, who has a long list of post-retirement home improvement projects, wanted to go to the local home show, so I said “sure”. You know the kind of event, the one with the caramel corn booth, the micro-phoned cleaning implement and cooking hucksters, fudge makers, and the on-the-spot orthotic booths (don’t ask me why they are there, but they seem to be ubiquitous at these types of events). Strangely, there were even some displays that actually had something to do with home improvements such as flooring, counter-tops windows and the like.
It quickly became clear to me that retirement was pretty much over, for two very simple reasons. First, actually completing the projects on my wife’s wishlist was going to keep me very,very, very busy. Second, the costs involved in replacing counter-tops, flooring and fireplace re-surfacing was going to give my retirement nest-egg a serious shit kicking…making me wonder if it wouldn’t have been better to stay at work!