MILF HUNTRESS

I am a freak…  I know I am a freak.  I enjoy my freedom to be freakdom.  Oh I love a good workout with no time restraints.  One where I know all I have to do afterwards is go home and eat some good protein. Not go to work.  Not run errands.  Maybe go home and pass out for a decent hour or two of twilight oblivion.  Hubby took youngest to Royals Game today which also made for an entirely guilt free workout.  I don’t talk about the guilt my workouts often provoke.  Because it’s not like I allow that feeling to have the precedence to stop me anymore.  Children were the reason and the cause for the gross negligence I put my body through all those many years ago.  I don’t regret it a bit because misaimed as I might have been, my intentions were pure.  Releasing my children to the world however, while still remaining “mom”…….was the best thing I ever did.  No doubts.  Still, I could give a little more to 10 year old…….and I know it.  But there came a point in time where as a mom, as a woman, and as a person, I was going to LIVE or I was going to die.  I chose life.  And guess what?  The children adapted.

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