As I’ve mentioned many times before, my wife and I try to keep our fitness lives separate. It just seems to work for us. I’ve never seen her do Pilates and I oblige her by leaving the room during hip/hop abs. We occasionally run together, but only when we’re on vacation, which is rare. I bike race almost weekly and she’s seen me do it once. It was a downtown race and her girlfriends had secured a patio with cocktails. She claims she can’t identify me in the sea of random cyclists anyway.