He knows!

Last night my husband was pulling down the sheets for bed (we make our bed every day) and I don't know what exactly happened since I was in the other room but he pulled my tennis shoes out from under the bed and said 'what are these?' Um, my tennis shoes? He said 'where did they come from?' I said, the store. He said, 'you went to the store today?' I said, no, I've had them for months. He said, 'why are they up here?' I said, I use them when I work out. He said, 'you workout?' See how this conversation progressed? Since he started asking questions I told him everything. He was surprised because he didn't think running was 'my thing' and he was surprised that I would want to do something like this. (even though I told him months ago I wanted to). I think he was a little hurt that I had kept it from him. He didn't say he was proud or anything. When I asked him about it he said he would have supported me all along if he had known. We'll see moving forward if he comments on it at all. The one nice thing was that this morning I didn't have to put on my 'mommy uniform' and then change into my workout clothes...I just put on my workout clothes.

Does he know?

I have not told my husband about my running. I did not tell him that I bought a new pair of shoes.
I asked him to help me fix the treadmill because the console wasn't working. (I ended up fixing it myself). He has helped me fold laundry and has seen my workout clothes.
What do you think? Does he know? I'm sure he wouldn't have any idea what I am actually doing or what my goals are but do you think he has no clue that I've been working out? I'm not sure. He hasn't said anything and neither have I. It will be interesting to see how this plays out.

Keeping Secrets is Hard!

I suck at keeping secrets. I really do. I will find the perfect present for somebody and want to immediately pick up the phone and tell them what I bought them. It's awful. And keeping secrets from my husband? No way. I tell him everything. I tell him things I probably shouldn't. So not telling my husband that I created this blog, hard. Not telling my husband that I plan to try (ha ha...even here I can't commit) to work out regularly, even harder. Not telling him so that I can get his support and encouragement...down right torture. I'm excited and I want to shout from the rooftops and tell everyone what I want to try to do. Not telling my husband? Well this just sucks.