The effects of September 11 hit home a few weeks later, when my boyfriend went off to Boot Camp. I watched my boyfriend prepare for war. I watched our country declare war. I stood by and supported him as a girlfriend, then his wife, while he fought on the front lines of that war. Again. And again, and again. It is a war that we continue to fight today.
When I exercise during deployment, it is not for my husband. Everyone wants to look their best on Homecoming Day, and I’m over here saying, “It really doesn’t matter what I do (or don’t do). After a deployment lasting half a year, we are going to look damn good to...