Freedom
Posted on March 10, 2010 - Filed Under Kitten Being Kitten | Leave a Comment
So, I’m officially free. My last treatment was today and I was given the go-ahead to become one with the people again. woo! I’m so happy. Master is happy, too. What I’m looking forward to most is getting back to the daily chores. Secondly, getting out of the house and back into the garden. Wouldn’t you know it though? It’s raining all week. I won’t be able to do very much, but at least the ground will be soft for next week.
Master finally got on board with adopting a healthier lifestyle. Thank GOD and that means it’ll be easier for me. It’s very hard to diet, give up certain foods, etc when you’re doing it alone. Cooking 6 meals rather than 3 gets really old. Now, I’ll be able to cook for both of us and we’ll be eating the same things. He poured all of his coca-cola down the drain today as a sign of his commitment, so I had to throw out my ice cream stash as a sign of mine. Then we went out to the store and got supplements and had a healthy dinner at the raw food cafe near the health food store. The book he wants to follow will be here next week. I’m in charge of reading it, preparing the meals and all that stuff.
We’re going to be walking every other day and sparring martial arts together. It finally dawned on him that I’m not the only one who needs to be healthy when we become parents. Primal type fitness works well for both our body types. We’d rather garden and clear the land than “exercise”, and all that digging and planting and driving of fence posts and harvesting and stuff will be awesome for us both. As for primal fitness focus, we both love that the workouts include things like swinging sledgehammers and filling sandbags with sand then carrying them around or filling a 10 foot long large PVC pipe half with water, capping the ends and trying to walk while keeping it level. See? FUN!
I’m a pretty good follower. That’s kind of my problem with self motivation. Now that Master is on board and leading me, I’m finding it easier to get on with getting healthier. Also, now that I know the date that the condoms are flying into the garbage, I feel like I have no choice because he doesn’t really care about my personal goals regarding where I want to be before I get pregnant. That’s a kind of freedom as well.
It’s ridiculously happy at our house lately. How are you?
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