Uh, Who Spiked My Drink?
Regular exercise = increase in libido
A huge increase, to the point where I'm wondering: who put the
little blue pill in my drink!
Don't get me wrong, I think it's great, but I've become a guy, thinking
about these things all the time! And it gets worse, trust me. Let's
just say that the writing I've been doing has taken a screeching turn
into some pretty interesting erotica. Which doesn't help matters, although
I find myself pulled to the treadmill, etc. because this kind of feeling
is too good to let fizzle out. And trimming up, shedding those pounds,
seeing some nice tone and definition (yes, my butt isn't sagging anymore!)
has been awesome.
Just freaks me out a bit, you know? There are things coming up in the
near future that, given my present condition, make me worry that
I could eventually let my body get ahead of my head, but the thing is,
my heart's still there. Hard to sum up and keep it "mysterious"
enough so that I'm not putting my foot in my mouth or worse, pushing myself
down to City Hall to answer to a divorce suit. But it's worth discussing
with those I know. Drop me a line if you're in to helping me work
through this or just to talk it out. I'd greatly appreciate it!
So tell me, what do you know
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