There’s a guy who is an avid runner. Actually, he’s an ultra runner. Every Saturday morning he gets up very early and runs for hours.
One Saturday he gets up early, quietly throws on his shorts and singlet and goes out to his car. It is raining cats and dogs, not to mention there was snow mixed with the rain and the wind was blowing around 30 mph.
He goes back into the house, checks his phone for the weather and finds that it’s supposed to keep it up all day. So he undresses just as quietly, and slips back into bed where he cuddles up to his wife’s back and whispers, “The weather out there is terrible.” She replies, “Can you believe it, my stupid husband is out running in it?”