Monday, January 22

Irrational Irritation

What to do when you're not anywhere near your peak fitness level and your DH decides to train for a marathon.

OH, what to do.

Well, clearly irrational irritation isn't the answer - although it maybe unavoidable. At least for a few days while the idea takes hold and the self-imposed pressure to match his physical fitness level passes. Until then it’s best to bite your tongue and be supportive.

I'm trying to focus my attention on the fact that I'll have the hottest husband in town by June. Tone and taut. (Yummy) And not on my little love handles or rippling thighs. Who knows - maybe a little bit of that motivation will rub off and I'll get a little more physical too. If not - I'll be happy for the hot hubby :-)

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