Hi! This is a true story about an experience I had a few years ago that I have been thinking about a lot lately. I have never told anyone about this in my life.
I had just turned 30 when this happened and at the time I was married almost 6 years. I was in a dead bedroom situation with my first husband and things had been trending way downward for him health wise, he gained a lot of weight and pretty much changed his whole lifestyle when he started working from home a lot. I have always been an exercise fanatic ever since I was little and around that time I was hitting the gym every weekday morning before work. The gym was downtown not too far from where I worked, and my routine was to take the metro to the gym and then after my workout I can shower and change and get ready for work in the dressing room. I do office admin and I dress business smart, so if you are on the same gym schedule as me you can see me come in every morning around 6h30 with my coffee, so tired and hair up in my workout clothes, and then when I leave the gym every day around 8h30 it’s with my hair and makeup done, in an Ann Taylor splitneck and running late in my loubs ?. Like a Jekyll and Hyde!