Support System

Well I am use to having that in my husband on all the unique, odd, weird, and strange things that pop in my head for me to do. This competition and the amount of muscle I want to accumulate is not one of those things he is on board with ( I am going for figure). We had a mini argument this morning and I had an epiphany. I sat down with him and told him that it doesn't matter that he doesn't like the amount of muscle I like because it is my body. He loved me overweight, he loved me pregnant, and he will love me however I end up during this journey. I told him that if he doesn't than we have bigger problems than muscles on our plate. I told him I  have found tons of blogger buddies that I can turn to for support and guidance. I just hate that that is how it has to be since I have always talked to my best friend about these things but if he is not willing I understand. He told me I could talk to him about certain aspects but that I can't do. I am excited. This makes me happy and I can't gear my conversations about it to make him comfortable so I will not talk to him about it. Not in the detailed sense of the word. Before I would have been hurt and I would have stopped because he would not have found me sexy but I am a new person and that is just not me anymore. He can feel however he wants to feel because it's not his body. It's mine and I love what it is and what it can become.