I had been kind of dreading the gym, but it was actually fun. After we got there, he said he was going to do his best to make me feel very sore the next day. He decided that it was time I try the free weights (UGH...I've never liked those). So then he decided I needed a pair of workout gloves. We picked up a pair at the front of the gym, and he insisted that I needed to take off my rings.
I hate taking off my rings. For one, they give me emotional comfort. I feel funny without them. And for two, I was already at the gym, and I was sooo paranoid of losing them. I hate that something so small can be worth so much money! I resisted, but finally agreed to do it. I went and put them back in my locker. When I came back, H wanted to see how the gloves fit, and was pressing around on them. I happened to tell him that I did take off the rings--and he quipped that he believed me, he wasn't checking for them. Ooops.
I did feel a little funny during the workout. I have no upper body strength, despite have progressed at the gym for the last year and a half. So when he wanted me to do bench presses...well...yeah, all I could handle (barely) was the bar, with no additional weights. I didn't get uptight or freak out, necessarily, but I kept talking about how being able to handle 30 lbs actually was an improvement for me. And that my legs were much, much stronger. He kept telling me that it was no big deal, and I know he was trying to reassure me, but I was still feeling pretty self-conscious. I'm going to have to be better and just keeping those self-deprecating comments to myself...it's always been a bad habit of mine. I did a lot better than I had in the past, but I'm still doing it, which is annoying.
However, I did actually enjoy it, and didn't have to make a huge effort to stay relaxed. So that's progress! H also was much, much nicer than he had been on previous attempts to work out together. He was clearly trying hard, too, and did a nice job of it. He did tell me I was a lousy spotter...he was laughing...but I already knew that.
I think this really plugged into his happy center. He's always talking about how he wants to show people what he knows at the gym, and wanted specifically to show me stuff there. So I think this must have really made him feel good.
He came back with me to my place for a short while. Even offered to walk my dog while I put a pizza in and took a shower! I used to have such a hard time getting him to help me with her. He wound up attacking me, and left a litte late for work....
He called me back less than two hours later, told me how much he missed me. I told him (which he already knew) that I some friends had asked me to take them into the club, and I would see him soon.
Then, my friend and her bf bailed on me. (Not surprising, this is the third time she has specifically asked me to take her in, and then not gone.) I called BIL2, and he said he wasn't feeling good, and wasn't sure he would go. So then I called MIL, but she had already committed to babysit BIL1's kids that night.
So...I was down to no one to go in with me. I was already dressed up. I missed my H, and had told him I would be there. So I went anyway.
The place was dead. I wound up actually pulling up a stool and just hanging out with H. In a dance club. H was pretty bored. I told him my friend and her bf had bailed, how I was frustrated because she is constantly making plans but cancelling on me--but that I wasn't mad, because I think she gets insecure, and that's what I used to do. H made the (horribly insensitive) comment that now I knew how he felt. I got pretty ticked, was like "Thank you very much." He apologized, then said it just showed how far I had grown. I was still irritated, but he did apologize, and I'm making sure not to carry grudges. After all, he did apologize.
BIL2 did wind up there. His allergies were obviously bothering him, pretty bad. We wound up just messing around with H--throwing ice chips around at each other. I left early (well, for a club, anyway) at 1:30am. H made a point to ask BIL2 to walk me out to my car. He worries about me even more now that we're not together all of the time.
