I finished my run and noted my time. A minute slower than the day before. Given I was training for a Spring 5K, that wasn’t what I wanted to see.

I took a long walk to cool off, but my lower back was screaming and my right hip was keeping time.

“This is what overtraining will get you,” I said to myself.

When I finally got home, Nick was arriving home from work. He grabbed me and kissed me, his hands sliding down to cup my ass.

“Get your hands off me, mister,” I teased.

He squeezed again. “But why? I love the feel of these leggings. Buttery soft and full of tone, firm ass. My favorite ass in the world.”

I winced a little when he squeezed, and he gave me a questioning look.

“Aches and pains.”