I just talked to my husband via webcam. (recap: he's in Iraq till Spring sometime). I commented that his arms looked nice in the shirt he was wearing. Turns out....
HE'S WORKING OUT!
Now, he always does PT and exericse and is in pretty darn good shape, but he's never been big into lifting weights. He's lifting regularly and says he's doing it to relieve stress. I'm totally ok with that, as I don't want him stressed out and exercising to combat that stress is a really smart move!
So, why am I feeling weird tonight? Intellectually, I know that this is GREAT! Both of us doing something good for our health and our bodies should make me feel wonderful, right?
So, why do I feel like my parade just got rained on? Despite trying desperately NOT to put a time frame on this journey, I was really looking forward to being somewhat "transformed" when I picked him up at the airstrip. I'm being stupid. He knows I have been doing this and he's thrilled because my insulin issues scare the crap out of him. It's not like any of this will really be a "surprise" for him. I should be happy that we're both changing our bodies in some way.
What's wrong with me?