Transplanted Life
Monday, May 03, 2004
Working out
I think it's a good sign that Carter was doing sit-ups when I got home. It's not like he's suddenly taking pride in his body, but he says he was disgusted by sleeping straight into Sunday afternoon after spending Saturday laying by the river and watching movies. I suppose that's a fair reaction; I pointed out that it's probably the most walking around he's done since he got that body, but he wasn't interested in hearing that. He'd been in the military, after all, and while being in the Air Force isn't exactly being an Army Ranger or Navy SEAL, you've still got to keep yourself in shape.

Still, the exercise wiped him out pretty good - I imagine tomorrow the cycle will start again, with him being ticked off about being asleep by eight o'clock. I think we're going to have to get him some workout stuff, though - he said he wasn't sure what was worse about trying to do sit-ups, how weak his arms were or the feeling of his breasts pulling on his chest. Sam's a really petite (and not particularly curvy) girl, so Carter has had the luxury of going braless, especially since he hasn't been going out much, but I think I'll be able to convince him that he might want to pick up a few sports bras.

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