Beloved took up weight training recently. I’m not sure it was something he had been planning or dreaming of for a long time, I suspect it was more or less just one of those things that happen.
Perhaps, just maybe, but I’m not certain, I may have had something to do with that. Inadvertently of course. I mean if he wants to pick up weight training or body building I will stand behind him. Hell I will help him, as I may have already.
You see sometimes I fail at packing or shopping. I understand that I have limited arm space and limited car space and I’m restricted to what I can lift. This is where himself comes in, because, well. If he is around I can add more items.
Since I’ve been traveling a bit and now more so with him, suddenly my packing has changed. In e past I would ensure what I packed was what I needed and was still easy to carry. Now that he’s with me more, well himself can carry more than I can so now I consider that with my packing. And well this idea has grown a bit with time, so the suitcase seems to get heavier each trip.
This in turn has made Beloved take up weight lifting, I officially. He is starting small, just with my ever-increasing suitcases for now. Eventually we will add heavy furniture or such to his routine. I’d hate to see him plateau or get stuck! ;)