Who says losing weight can’t be fun?  Apparently, that 30 minute workout you should be getting 3-5 times per week could be done from your own bedroom, clothes optional. 

That’s my kind of workout!  Sex as exercise, I’m in!  “Combining sex and fitness is like killing two birds with one stone.”  says Yvonne Fulbright of FoxNews.com.   I suppose that having a partner might be important here.  

A daily workout session would consist of 30 plus minutes of sexual exercise 3-5 times per week.   The sexercising would lead to improved health including weight loss, lower cholesterol, better sleep and increased energy.  As the article states, the one on top does more of the work (really?), but you can burn 15-350 calories per session.   Rotate!

When was the last time you had 30 continuous minutes of sexual intercourse???  Supposing you are sexually active.  Now think about having daily appointments to “work out” with your partner or spouse, 3-5 times per week.  It might be fun at first, but it is hard enough to keep things spontaneous and interesting with your spouse that you have been with for a few years.  Would it become boring and monotaneous if it was planned as a workout?  One thing is trying to be romantical and sexy but another is trying to burn calories.

Why don’t you just work out together so that you have more stamina and increased energy so that when you do have sex it can be intimate and enjoyable instead of a chore?

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Thoughts?  Would you have sex as exercise?

Do you remember your first kiss?   I remember the first kiss with my husband more than my first real kiss ever.   It was energizing and passionate.  What about the first time you held hands, your first date, your first embrace, … your first????  Ah hem.

Six years ago today, it was the first day of the rest of my life.  Kind of anticlimatic really, but hopeful nonetheless.  We had been married the night before, now exhausted, both family and friends had returned home.  With all the excitement that had been building for months, in a few hours, it was gone.  All we were left with was each other … we couldn’t have been happier. 

So many years later, we reflect on the little things that were so important in our lives and most importantly; having each other.   To celebrate, we can remember our first vacation by planning a weekend trip, our first date by eating at the same place every year, the first time we told each other we were in love by saying it every morning. 

You are so excited about your firsts that after they happen, your seconds, thirds, fourths, etc all begin to blend together.   It’s good to have milestones, to remember, reflect, and celebrate and look forward to many more new firsts. 

To my husband:  Happy Anniversary and many more years together!

Every day I drive 40 miles one way to work, the drive becomes monotonous and my mind begins to wander.   Sometimes I have my best ideas on my drive home from work.  I’ll turn the radio off and just listen to the noise of the road.   Recently, my mind has been wandering to the ‘what if’s’ of my life’s past.  The relationships, friendships, jobs, choices, etc.

I feel a myriad of emotions from anger, heartache, sadness, frustration, and even guilt.   I think of the friends I used to have, the relationships that went bad, the path I’ve been on, and even of some of the memories that I’ve forgotten.

I think about if my life would have been different if that one guy didn’t break up with me by leaving my stuff in my car.   I think about the day that I didn’t answer the phone calls of a friend…and the next time I saw him was at his funeral.   The “What if’s” are what I think about…what if I had changed his plans?  What if I was with him…would I be gone too?  What if I had never met him?  

What if I grew up in a small town? What if I had focused on college the first time around?  What if I didn’t get that job or take that promotion?  What if I didn’t resign?  What if I said this to her, acted sooner, kept my mouth shut – said yes instead of no? 

Almost like a tv drama, a song was instantly stuck in my head and I started to sing “some of God’s greatest gifts…are unanswered prayers.”   I laughed out loud.  Garth Brooks is one of my favorite artists but I haven’t listened to his music for a few months.  Obviously I needed to pay closer attention to the lessons I have learned in life and understand there is a reason for everything.   The adversity and choices I have made in my life have given me reasons to grow and change.  

I am thankful for those unanswered prayers, for life’s lessons about  heartache, loss, mistakes, and challenges.   

By having bad friends, I can recognize and appreciate the great friends.  From the boyfriends who broke my heart, I learned what was important to me in a relationship and how fragile love can be.  What if I wasn’t in that one place, at that one time, and his friend didn’t like my friend…I may not have been married to the same man and I don’t like the sound of that. 

For everything I have been through, the experiences that have shaped my life, have allowed me to understand and appreciate the gifts that I have now.