I’m embarking on a healthy lifestyle that incorporates exercise into my daily routine. Too much sitting around doing nothing, and the result is this:
I now have liberty to torture myself as much as I like.
Although saying “daily” is stretching it a little a lot, at least I have his support in this. Seeing how he cringes when I mess up, yet still give me the help and instruction I need, just makes me want to hug him! Maybe one day I’ll actually have progress.
Did I mention that he has a hand in torturing me too? 
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