I accused my partner of sabotaging my efforts when he threw bacon into the pot of rice and when he threw italian sausage into some other meal. Acusations are not a good foundation for marriage and luckily he took my attacks in stride because today I got to see what it was like when my partner really supported my efforts.
I did not want to exercise and I certainly did not want to do my elephantine-thudding and grunting around my partner, but ultimately I was pretty happy just hanging out on the sofa playing with the kids.
And then he said, "Well, I'll go work on a project outside so you can do your exercises." I groaned and said I wasn't ready so he putzed around for twenty more minutes, by which time I had changed my clothes and put on my shoes. He left and I did my routine.
And afterwards, I felt better. And sleeker. And sweatier. It was nice. And I very much appreciated the support in making it happen.
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