"you're lost in this workout crap..."

Those were the exact words from my husband tonight.  I knew he would get tired of it eventually.  I really don’t know why he’s trying to de-rail me.  He’s upset tonight because he’s in some kind of Mortal Kombat competition on his xbox thingie.  He told me that once the real competition started that he would need me to help him.  When I asked him how I was supposed to help, he got angry and stormed off.  He came back and told me that he wanted my help watching our daughter so he could play.  Nevermind that I always try to go to the gym when he first gets home from work because otherwise I’ll never get to sleep.  So I told him that I would after I got back from the gym….then the infamous response.

Oh well.  I guess he’ll just have to be angry.  I’m doing this for me, for my health.  That’s why I’ve never been able to do it before…because I haven’t taken time for myself.  I’m doing that now, with or without his help.