Muses

I committed to better Abs and Arms. My husband faded eight days in . . .

Granted we’ve been busy. But when you commit to a challenge that’s serious business.

Or so I thought.

November may be the month of Thanksgiving.

November may be the month of NaBloPoMo. NaNoWriMo.

But in our household November is the month of the Ab/Arm Challenge.

My husband and I commited a month to get our arms and abs looking like . . . well, better than they did November 1st.

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Here is our refrigerator.

Thirty sit-ups and 30 push-ups every day. Things progressed swimmingly.  Until my husband got an attitude.

I asked him tonight why he refused to do his 30/30 today.

His response: “I refuse to be manipulated. I don’t need to prove my abs exist. They are there. They are just covered in fat.”

He’s saying I’m getting too competitive with this.

It’s a challenge for pity’s sake.

He refuses to say whether he will proceed with the challenge tomorrow.

Good grief. Doesn’t anybody want to have a little fun around here?

Thoughts?

NaBloPoMo Day 8  . . .

           

           

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