Erik the Pink by Matthew J. Metzger

Author:Matthew J. Metzger [Metzger, Matthew J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: JMS Books LLC
Published: 2018-06-03T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

When Beatriz turned four months old, they started to split up the childcare. It was later than they’d planned, but eventually the endless routine took its toll, and Andreas called the girls before even talking to Erik about it.

He wanted at least a slice of his life back, damn it

And so every Friday morning, they put her into a nursery so she’d get used to other children. And every Tuesday, Lauren came round to collect her in her pram, and had her for the whole day. Which meant that Andreas had not one but two opportunities to go back to the gym.

Time to get himself sorted.

He hated his mental reliance on the way his body looked and felt, but it was inescapable. The fact his top surgery hadn’t given way and let him grow breasts again had been the only positive side of the horrendous way his body had ballooned during pregnancy. It wasn’t even so much the weight gain as where he’d gained it—his bum, his thighs, his hips, even his face. Where men didn’t. Where women did. He’d been softer. Curvier. Feminine. Female.

And he’d had enough.

The gym was only a few streets away from where they lived. Ideally, he would begin a training regime after a long time away by swimming, but not only did the gym not actually have a pool, Andreas wasn’t in a fit state to try it psychologically. He looked and felt bad enough without squeezing himself into a swimming costume and pretending to be a woman, or donning trunks and praying everyone else in the building wouldn’t notice.

The gym did have a reasonable amount of equipment though, and wasn’t stuffed with the usual posers that seemed to perpetually populate British gyms. Even the sting of using the female changing room was eased by it having a row of privacy cubicles that were free during weekdays. He avoided looking at the sight he must have made in his shorts and tank top, and beat a hasty retreat for the door.

During the day, the gym was reasonably quiet, and he found a lonely treadmill with a view of a TV, put his headphones in and selected his high-intensity playlist from his phone. He had to beat this body back into shape. He’d take up the boxing class again on Friday mornings, the one he’d had to quit after getting pregnant. And maybe he could go to the Body Pump class on Thursday mornings before Erik went to work. That had been amazing for his figure.

Legs stretched, back cracked, he hopped up onto the treadmill, dialled up the volume, and hit the speed.

Screw jogging. He was going to run.

And. It. Hurt.

His hips exploded in protest. His stomach clenched up and screamed. His lungs burst and his ribs creaked. The only muscles that didn’t protest were his legs, still used to carrying a lot of extra weight, pacing the landing with Beatriz in the night, and pushing the pram around the park. He gritted his teeth

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