So full disclosure, I have been following my MAP with fits and starts. I started getting into some new hobbies: hunting, brewing, building furniture and have put away some childish activities like playing video games. My physical conditioning and strength has improved but my weight hasnt fallen because of diet and beer. Ive been getting to my workouts 4x a week but since they start at 545am, I don't always get my 7 hours of sleep. Have taken on new leadership positions at work, but finding myself stretched thin and not always able to fulfill all my responsibilities. Ive led at home and on vacation, but have had at least 2 moments of butthurt in the past 3 months and lost frame with the kids and wife more then a few times. Been getting a ton of IOIs and have cheated twice, but have recommitted to be faithful with no desire to end the marriage. Cheating and hiding it from her is Beta and until I am ready to be open with her about it, I will be faithful.

What I am trying to say is that I am not perfect, my journey has not been perfect, my MAP has been an up and down journey and yet the results are evident everywhere. Here's the latest proof.

Wife and I are drinking wine and watching a movie I picked a few nights ago called, "The Family Stone". Its a movie we hadnt seen in years about a female dominated family with a storyline taken from a Shakespearian comedy. Basically, the "strong" (bitchy) women in a family don't accept a new female fiance and as events unfold, she falls in love with the other brother and her bf falls in love with her sister.

As we are watching the movie, the matriarch begins to tear into the fiance while her castrated son just sits helpless.

I say to my wife, "She's a bitch."

My wife says to me, "I hope I dont act like that when one of our sons brings a girl home And----"

I immediately cut her off, put my hand under her chin, look her in the eye and say, "Don't worry, I'll put you in your place so damn fast."

She smiles, says, "Good." Then rubs up against my side, leans into me and rests her head on my chest.

Then she says, "You do a good job keeping me in my place and not letting me get out of line."

My brain exploded. This is the same woman who I used to get in fights with all the time. The one whose mom told me, before we were married that she was, "high strung like a racehorse." The woman who once (pre MRP) told me, "Why are you acting like such a baby?" When I was complaining about not having sex.

That same woman is now secure, knowing she has someone willing to "tame" her, someone who she feels is worth being tamed by.

Gentlemen, this is progress.