I still find myself dismayed and surprised by the mechanics of pain. I’m not a full-on masochist… I don’t think (Charmer may think otherwise) but I have found that once I get past that initial bit starting off, things change. It sounds almost, well, mental at times.
Sometimes, you just have to say … mmmmmmppphhhh.
Everyone started arriving for the party and I noticed one thing in the people you’d invited. They were all women. You’d had presented the party as an afternoon get together – time by the pool, casual conversation, etc. You’d asked me to don my very best attire (think dress shorts and a sleeveless tux shirt and bowtie) and provide drinks for everyone, playing up the service side to have some fun. Nothing overt, just a ladies day at the pool, with service.
We’d spent the entire day walking and joking and eating and drinking and just exploring. We’d never been to this town before – and that was why we chose it – just completely unknown. Kind of lost track of the number of pubs and taste-testing of food.
It’s also been raining all day. The kind of rain that defeats the umbrella – where it’s just insistent and continuous and you eventually almost give up on it… and just fold up the umbrella.
We’re soaked to the core. The crowds are non-existent because of the rain and we’re enjoying just being silly, splashing around, goofing off a bit.
As night falls, the shops start to close up and we hunker down in a pub a bit out of the way that happens to still be open. We’re looking for some drinks and food and you start dropping little hints. You’ve turned the conversation into a bit of a Q&A, “what if I required you to do…” type questions. It’s a little out of the blue, but for the most part, I can admit I’m game.
One of the surprise things, for me, in all of this has been the discovery of the workout side of things. I’ve learned so much from different people, and a few in particular, about workouts, nutrition, all of that. While I’m certainly no powerlifter, I do feel like I’ve found some workouts that I really love chasing.
Everyone (I think or assume) has that favorite concert shirt (or shirts) – amiright? This happens to be mine. What d’ya think?
Today’s required picture shows two of my favorite things (don’t worry, I won’t start singing).
Leather and Steel. Charmer got the leather for me as a sort of day collar add-on for the holidays. It rocks. The steel, well, yeah. You know me.