92 Miles in one day

This is crazy, but is my cars life.

I train on Tuesdays and with all this attention to the speedometer, I discovered the trip, 1 way, is 21 miles. Which means I am responsible for 42 of those 92 miles.

When DH came home from work, he needed to go see a friend in the hospital. Of course, he took my car. It would just be irrational, when I'm not driving, to take his truck at 8 miles to the gallon.

I was cracking up, each time my cell phone said I had a text, while he was gone. DH must have been lonely on his trip to the hospital or could it be he is becoming obsessed with the mileage too? He sent me 4 text messages, that only displayed numbers - the miles to the goal.

Hilarious!

The good thing is, he filled my tank up for me on his way home. Since, I am working in Elgin today and West Chicago on Friday, this is a little break for me.

The best part is when we calculated my mileage per gallon. My high mileage baby was getting 27 MPG. SWEET!

152,758 to go.