Treadmill Goals/Tracking

• Get on the treadmill (or equivalent exercise) daily
• Pace is fine at 30 min/mile, although I may up it on occasion
• Time range between 30 minutes and 1 hour per day
• Distance 1-2 miles per day
• Read the chosen book, which I won’t allow myself to read outside of my treadmill time, hopefully motivating me to reach or exceed the above goals (exception…at the end of the week where a book is highlighted, I will finish it off-treadmill so I can feature something new the next week)

Week 141: August 04, 2019 – August 10, 2019

DAY	PACE	TIME	DISTANCE
Sunday	Mowed	1-1/2 hours	Front & Back
Monday	30 min/mile	30:45 min:sec	1 mile
Tuesday	30 min/mile	30:21 min:sec	1 mile
Wednesday	30 min/mile	30:48 min:sec	1 mile
Thursday	30 min/mile	31:30 min:sec	1 mile
Friday	30 min/mile	30:21 min:sec	1 mile
Saturday	30 min/mile	30:28 min:sec	1 mile

What I’m Reading

Note: Although I will try to avoid them, my weekly reading snippets may or may not contain spoilers, so read at your own risk.

What I #amreading: What the Heart Thinks by Vivien Dean

On a scale of one to ten, DJ Joe Salinas considers himself a four, five on a good day. Actor/part-time stripper Fess Kedley is definitely a nine, however, and Joe’s pretty sure that slides into a ten as soon as the clothes come off. So when the outgoing Fess recognizes a shy Joe from his midnight radio show at a bachelorette party and proceeds to ask him out, Joe turns Fess down, convinced the man’s either crazy or stupid.

The only problem is, Fess takes rejection as reason to keep on trying.

The two become unexpected friends, so when the thought of trying a date comes up again, Joe decides to take a chance. Though he doesn’t understand what someone like Fess can see in someone like him, it’s hard to say no when everything else feels so right.

My favorite lines this week…

(Note: I read a chapter/day since there were seven chapters, but it was a short enough book that it didn’t take the full 1/2 hour each day to get through it.)

✿✿ SUNDAY ✿✿

As they settled into the third hour of his shift, Joe decided to ignore everything Carlos and Fess had said. They had never walked a mile in his shoes. He couldn’t trust that this would turn out in his favor. He was a four. Five, tops. Fess was a nine who probably skated into ten as soon as the buckskin came off. And nowhere in the world did fours and nines ever add up to a happy ending.

Of any kind.

✿✿ MONDAY ✿✿

Three weeks later, they were in the middle of a bitching session about how Supernatural had jumped the shark four seasons back but they couldn’t quit the show because of how pretty Jensen Ackles was when Carlos gave him the signal to wrap it up.

“Damn it,” Joe said. “Time for me to go.”

“Stupid work getting in the way of your fun,” Fess teased.

✿✿ TUESDAY ✿✿

Fess pushed the door open and held it for Joe. Their eyes met, his daring Joe to refuse this gesture, Joe’s wide-eyed in wary delight. After a moment, Joe’s mouth curled into a crooked grin and he brushed past Fess, waiting on the sidewalk so they could go around to the parking lot together.

✿✿ WEDNESDAY ✿✿

He’d slicked his hair back in an attempt to control the curls, and Joe had to ball his hand into a fist to stop from reaching out and mussing them up again.

✿✿ THURSDAY ✿✿

Natalie swung her legs off Maren’s lap. “I want to say goodbye before you disappear. Come on, Maren. You can be the deciding vote on whether Fess is just in denial about his boyfriend.”

The protest that Joe wasn’t his boyfriend died on his lips. He couldn’t argue against an outcome he was hoping for.

✿✿ FRIDAY ✿✿

Fess sat against the headboard, bare to the waist, the navy blanket covering his legs. “You realize for most people, breakfast in bed is just a euphemism, right? he teased.

Joe kept his eyes down so Fess’s gorgeous chest didn’t distract him into tripping and ruining it all. “I’m not most people.”

✿✿ SATURDAY ✿✿

On Fess’s list of favorite things, falling asleep on Joe’s shoulder ranked only below getting woken up and guided drowsily into the bedroom where Joe would spoon behind him until he fell asleep again.