Showing posts with label muscle. Show all posts
Showing posts with label muscle. Show all posts

Monday, 25 July 2011

Mundane me

Today MT is out, she has been all day and I am missing her more than usual. Sounds kind of slushy but it is how I feel, must be getting soft in my old age, fortunately not in my cock :)

My diet has exceeded my expectations in terms of result. I am now 18 pounds lighter than when I started it and some 42 pounds lighter than my heaviest ever weight Strangely I still feel fat, I know that I am not but when I look in the mirror there are still some bits of excess body that I want to remove.I would like to shed at least another 11 pounds but I am not sure if MT will let me.

On a negative side, I have lost quite a bit of muscle bulk, so when I am feeling fitter I must get back into the gym and do some hard training. I like to have some muscle bulk, not purely for aesthetic reasons but as a defence mechanism. When I am like I am now I feel almost vulnerable, having some mass does tend to deter would be aggressors in my experience.

When we were in Cardiff I was allowed to buy some T shirts as my others had become a little baggy. I now have a wardrobe stuffed with clothes that are technically too big. I think MT plans to get me to Ebay some of the designer ones and then use the proceeds for new clothing, so that would be good.

Cati and I can now go a bit faster as I weigh less, it is surprising how much the acceleration has improved, also I am now more aerodynamic ;)

I keep staring at our kitchen which is stripped ready for preparation prior to decorating and a partial refit. ATM I just have not got the time, OK, I could be doing some now, but I am also looking after someone so it is not conducive. Work is so busy that the kitchen will have to wait until winter when work demand lessens slightly, then I shall have to face up to it and just blitz it.

I have done some household chores ready for MT's return this evening, yes I am a creep, but it is allegedly good slave behaviour to do things for your Owner.....I would not want to make a habit of it though ;)

One small slave prepares a hiding place when MT reads the last bit.