We are almost a full week into the new year and I figure it’s time for some analysis.
New Year’s Eve I raucously danced the night away. I decided that I would care less what anyone thought or how I looked and just feel. (Special thanks to Beyonce because her “Get Me Bodied” was a great release.) I love to dance. I probably should have been a dancer. I might never have been rich but I would have been a whole hell of a lot more satisfied.
Watching other couples that night laugh, hug and kiss my husband and I became very sentimental. We hugged for the first time in months. He touched my hair and told me how nice I’d styled it. He slept in my bed.
It’s six days later and I can see that he’s trying. He’s reigning in the constantly negative comments – but he still makes them. Yesterday, he came home from work and sat near me on the couch. I asked him for a hug and he said no. He said if I wanted a hug I should get up from being so comfortable on the couch. I asked him why my being comfortable offended him. He became quiet and then leaned over and gave me a hug. These are the type of things that happen between us all the time.
Earlier this week, I downloaded two workouts from Podfitness. On Wednesday, I woke up and did the first one – a brief Pilates workout – and then head to the gym to do the second one. The second workout was a Treadmill workout that consisted of varying the speed and incline. After 15 minutes or so, I was defeated and spent. When I got home our dialogue went something like this:
Him: “Wow, that was quick.”
Me: “Yeah, it was really hard. I’m going to adjust the workout on Podfitness.”
Him: “So you’re going back to the gym?”
Me: “Not today, I’ll try again tomorrow.”
Him: “It’s like you didn’t do anything.”
Me (10 minutes later): “When I attempt to do something and struggle and you say it was like I did nothing it upsets me.”
Him:
I’ve got to go to a baby shower so I’ll have to finish later.
—More to Come—