No sex please, we're .......

.............working out.

Well some of us more than others.  I am trying to be good I really am....if I could work out during the day more I would be in a far better place, but I am getting there.  But the sex aspect is not down to me at all........

Hubby is however really going for it (the working out).  The past year or so (now he is 40) things are catching up with him.  He doesn't have to have as many fat cat business meals as a few years ago but he still doesn't have all that much daily exercise.  Like lots of women, he has now learnt that  what he eats now has an effect on his waistline.  Luckily he doesn't drink so he doesn't have those calories to also contend with...but he is really trying to watch what he eats.

He has had a personal trainer come to the house for a couple of years.  The kids always joke that they will tell her all the bad things he has been eating.  They have put 2 and 2 together to worked out for themselves that if he eats chocolate and candy bars, then there really is no point in her coming. 

But this week he has stepped it up a notch and believe you me, it is quite sickening to have to stand by and watch.  He has started a 4 week 'boot camp' of circuit training from 7-8pm.  He went for the first time on Monday night even though his trainer had been at 6.15am Monday morning.  He said the trainer is ex-Military....made them all introduce themselves and say their goals etc.  Apparently there are 2 Barbie doll girls there, very slim and fit to begin with who giggled their way through their introduction claiming that they just needed to tighten up their near perfect abs and buns of steel.  I can imagine the sickening type of gal!  And there were some 'I had a baby 3 years ago and I no longer have any excuse for my muffin top' ladies there.  More up my street.  Apparently they were giving Barbie twins looks of death as they giggled and flexed their implants.  Hey, if Hubby even picked up on the vibes, it must have been pretty  obvious!

Apparently the boot camp drill master doesn't really have them warm up or cool down...which I find a bit odd.  He could well have told them to get their 5 minutes early and warm up beforehand - that is exactly the type of thing hubby would choose not to listen to.

Anyhow....Monday he had personal trainer in the morning and Boot camp in the evening - just 45 minutes though not the full hour as they'd done their introductions.  Apparently the drill master had bid them farewell with 'If you ache in the morning.....' and hubby had expected him to add, 'then give it a miss tomorrow night' but he had actually added 'make sure you still get your butts back here at 7.'  Hubby went to bed Monday night a little achy and was asleep within minutes. 

Tuesday morning he went for his private workout swim in the pool at 6.45am.  He was really stiff  when he got out of bed but thought the water/swimming would be good for him.  By last night he was thinking about whether or not he should go to boot camp.  I was going out and had booked a sitter so really paid no attention.  Anyhow he went but I wasn't here to see how red he was when he came home.  But when I went to bed I could smell the vile scent of 'Deep Heat' which had been sprayed on his various aches and pains.  And he told me not to go anywhere near his groin area.  Wow!  A first.  And apparently my raucous laughter, which shook the bed, didn't help either. 

This morning (Wednesday) he limped out of bed to his Blackberry to cancel his 6.45am swim.  And he limped off to work with the gait of a 60 year old.  Should be an interesting week then.