Himself likes this and I like that - but the chance of him going shopping for MAC makeup is slim, so I end up doing what he likes.
That's what happened when I first tried rock climbing, hill walking and more recently spinning. Not that himself likes spinning, but he goes downhill mountain biking, so if I'm going to try that, I should at least get myself comfortable in the saddle.
Many of the things I've done for him have been done with an initial disinterest, but turned out to be good fun and, in some cases, something I'm actually quite good at.
Apart from spinning.
Last night pootled off to the gym with friend in tow, decided to get into gear before being dragged onto a mountain to hurtle down it on two wheels. Everything was going ok til I got my trouser leg caught in the peddle and nearly garroted my left leg off. Had to spend rest of the class with trousers pulled up above thighs, much to the amusement of skinny 'hilarious' man on the bike next to me.
Note to self - don't wear long trousers on a bike, no matter how white and blotchy legs are.
I'm off to sit on a cushion - my bottom hurts.
Eva xx
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