On our walk this morning I saw a young fit woman running with her dog. I said to George, 'We should be doing that to get rid of our podgy tums.'
George stared at me for a moment and then said, 'You start, I'll follow.'
'Hm,' I pondered. 'I'd better not as I haven't done my warm-up exercises. I have circuit training tonight and I don't want to damage myself.'
I was really hoping he wouldn't mention the fact that as we'd just walked through the wood, up the hill and over the top into the park, I was probably already warmed up. At least if the sweating and panting was anything to go by.
Fortunately he didn't. He's too smart for that.
It was all right for him: he could cool down in the stream afterwards.