The jog-blog

This is a bit off topic from my regular posts, but it’s something I felt like sharing, just because it was on my mind.

I’ve recently taken up jogging.

And I’m loving it - the freedom of it just being me and the road is an amazing experience.

I’ve taken it up because I can’t get to my gym as often anymore as I moved further away from it, and I’m still within my contract period, so can’t get out of it to go somewhere else just yet.

And that’s quite a big deal for me – I’m quite the gym bunny. Not “all that I think about, go there every night” type of gym bunny, but the kind that enjoys hitting the treadmill, the exercise bikes, or taking a class or two a couple of times a week to just burn off the week and de-stress myself a little bit.

Anybody who knows me away from the tinterweb world or the bdsm world knows how important that is for me. To keep my body in shape, look after myself, feel healthy and vibrant and be happy in myself. It’s part of what makes me, me!

I was building up my jogging days, when I started 6 weeks ago I only went once a week. But now, last week I hit the streets on three mornings out of seven, for 4 miles each time

I’m shocked by my discipline and how quickly I’ve taken to it, I’m not a big morning person, but I’ve been up at about 5 a.m. every time and out the house before half five every time. And it’s been refreshing. I thought I’d be tired and not want to do it, if I were taking a bet on myself back 6 weeks ago when I started, I would have betted that I’d not make it through the month.

But I’ve proved myself wrong, I’m still going strong, and have really started to develop a love for it. Is love too strong a word? Mutual non-hate maybe? lol
It's certainly a good stress reliever anyway, after a jog and a shower, I feel so much better about starting a brand new day.I even took one of my dogs with me one time last week. I’m not sure she enjoyed it that much, but she didn’t mind it either. She enjoys running with her long lanky legs, but it was a struggle for us to find a pace we could both agree on, I wanted to go quite slowly, she decided she wanted to sprint and then stop, sprint and then stop, sprint and then stop.

She’s still a puppy for all intents and purposes though, so I thought it would be a good exercise for her to practice her loose-lead walking/cantering (or walking to heel as it is sometimes known) – which she’s been struggling with so far.

Anyway, it went okay, but I don’t think it will be a regular activity that she’ll be joining mommy on!! She’s just not disciplined enough to stick to my 7 minute mile targets!! Instead she chooses to stop for pee-breaks, or shrubbery sniffing distractions, or decides to turn around and try and run the opposite way to follow a random stranger that happens to be passing.

I will teach her discipline and focus, I will, I will, I will… or at least I will try!!

2009 London Marathon – here I come… perhaps!! Lol :-)

What exactly is 24/7...

So we got through our first week living together without killing each other – that’s gotta be a good thing, don’t you think?

To be honest I think J’s found it harder adjusting to living with my two dogs than he has to living with me – but hey, we’re a package deal, so he’ll have to get used to it! They’re not big dogs, just small ones, but one’s a grumpy old soul that I got from an animal shelter 4 years ago – he really is grumpy, he lies around and grumbles to himself most of the time – and the other one is nearly 6 months old, so she’s still in her mad puppy phase and loves sprinting around aimlessly and trying to chew on peoples noses. Lol.

Anyway, moving in with J got me thinking about the whole 24/7 D/s thing, and what it really means. Several people have commented to me about moving in together helping to develop the 24/7 aspect of our relationship, and I wonder if some people, especially those not heavily involved in “the scene” really understand what that means.

I must admit, 5-7 years ago, when I was a real bdsm newbie, I didn’t understand what it meant. I thought 24/7 meant slave. Walk around all day with a collar and chain, doing all the chores and any other task requested, completely losing yourself and your identity in the process. (Not saying that’s a bad thing if that’s what you’re into or what you want!!).

And on one hand, I guess it is.

However, I’d like to think that on some level, and to some degree, I’m a 24/7 submissive, and that’s not me at all. So there must be a different side to it.

And I think there is – when I dress in the morning, I dress with J’s approval in mind, this is one part of our relationship that has and will be improved by the living situation, as now I can actually get his approval almost every day. And I like doing little random things throughout the day to please him or bring a smile to his face, or just make his life easier, whether it be making him some lunch, tidying something up so it doesn’t get in his way, or just fluffing his pillow before he gets into bed to make it more comfortable for him. These little things show that I’m always in submissive mode in one form or another, which I think makes me a little bit 24/7, even if I’m not always on my knees with my head bowed down awaiting my next order.

Having said all of that, what I have found, not only since I moved in, but before that during our 18 months together, is that I’m not expected to be a doormat and to do everything all the time. J loves to cook, he likes doing his share of cooking the evening meals, and he’ll even bring me a delicious breakfast in bed sometimes, for no reason whatsoever. He even washes the dishes, or cleans the oven, and the various other horrible tasks that life thrusts upon us.

I’m not a house-slave, and our relationship is on a fairly even keel on things like this. Does this mean we’re not 24/7, or does it mean we’re a new kind of 24/7? Or does it just mean we’re a couple of crazy kids in love, who want to make the other happy, no matter what type of relationship we’re in, but we just so happen to be a D/s couple?

It just begs the question, what is 24/7, or is there even a definition for it? Or maybe we shouldn’t try and pigeon-hole ourselves and just be the best person we can be – be ourselves, be unique, be original!!

That’s all from me for today, except for reminding you all that we are contactable by e-mail as well as through our blog comments etc, so if anyone wants to drop either myself, J, or both of us a line, just to say hello, make a private comment, or just to chat about common interests etc, then please feel free, the address is blogslut13@yahoo.co.uk

Bye for now, take care. Blogslut xx