3 Months In
My husband is pissing me off.
Yes, I love him deeply… yes, he’s the love of my life. Yes, he’s my partner, the keeper of my heart, my audience, my motivator, my cheerleader and my biggest fan.
But he’s lost 44 lbs in 3 months. And right now, that’s a good reason to be pissed off.
Listen, honestly… most of me is very excited, proud of him and happy for him… he’s been working really hard and he totally deserves this. He’s proud of himself, and he feels great. But a little tiny part of me (like, the tip of my pinkie toe) is jealous.
What are we doing differently? For the most part, we’ve been doing the same things… eating the same foods (whole foods, low in fat, with no chemicals), counting our calories, working out faithfully. I’ll be honest, there have been a few (maybe 3?) occasions where he went to the gym without me…. but in general, we are at the gym at least 5 days a week. 45 minutes to an hour of cardio - depending on how much time we have - and 4 out of those days, we lift weights. Also, he doesn’t drink, and I’ve had about an average of 1-2 glasses of wine per week.
I’m only weighing myself once a month so I don’t see results as often as he does. But right now, it looks like he’s lost twice as much as me in the same amount of time. So yeah, it’s frustrating.
Over the last 3 months, Bob has been the same supportive guy he’s always been. “Babe, your clothes are falling off!”, “Babe, you can totally tell”. Believe me when I say I know how lucky I am…he gets my ass out of bed in the morning for our 5:30 workouts, he is a full partner in getting breakfast made, snacks ready for the day, and dinner made, he cheers me on at the gym – noticing when I increase my resistance or weight lifted. Also, his success really is an inspiration. And he’s a good sport when I tell people (and the blogosphere) how annoyed I am with him.
So what can I do? Maybe step up my cardio, cut down on wine even more, but most importantly… just stay on the path. I actually feel pretty great too! I don’t feel like I’m depriving myself because I’ve been pretty good about creating a varied menu, trying new recipes, and having a piece of birthday cake when I want it (Bob’s bday was the 13th!). I’m sleeping and moving better. I really don’t see this as a “diet” that at some point I will go “off”. I’m enjoying this… and I can’t wait to see what I look like by the end of the year!
Yes, I love him deeply… yes, he’s the love of my life. Yes, he’s my partner, the keeper of my heart, my audience, my motivator, my cheerleader and my biggest fan.
But he’s lost 44 lbs in 3 months. And right now, that’s a good reason to be pissed off.
Listen, honestly… most of me is very excited, proud of him and happy for him… he’s been working really hard and he totally deserves this. He’s proud of himself, and he feels great. But a little tiny part of me (like, the tip of my pinkie toe) is jealous.
What are we doing differently? For the most part, we’ve been doing the same things… eating the same foods (whole foods, low in fat, with no chemicals), counting our calories, working out faithfully. I’ll be honest, there have been a few (maybe 3?) occasions where he went to the gym without me…. but in general, we are at the gym at least 5 days a week. 45 minutes to an hour of cardio - depending on how much time we have - and 4 out of those days, we lift weights. Also, he doesn’t drink, and I’ve had about an average of 1-2 glasses of wine per week.
I’m only weighing myself once a month so I don’t see results as often as he does. But right now, it looks like he’s lost twice as much as me in the same amount of time. So yeah, it’s frustrating.
Over the last 3 months, Bob has been the same supportive guy he’s always been. “Babe, your clothes are falling off!”, “Babe, you can totally tell”. Believe me when I say I know how lucky I am…he gets my ass out of bed in the morning for our 5:30 workouts, he is a full partner in getting breakfast made, snacks ready for the day, and dinner made, he cheers me on at the gym – noticing when I increase my resistance or weight lifted. Also, his success really is an inspiration. And he’s a good sport when I tell people (and the blogosphere) how annoyed I am with him.
So what can I do? Maybe step up my cardio, cut down on wine even more, but most importantly… just stay on the path. I actually feel pretty great too! I don’t feel like I’m depriving myself because I’ve been pretty good about creating a varied menu, trying new recipes, and having a piece of birthday cake when I want it (Bob’s bday was the 13th!). I’m sleeping and moving better. I really don’t see this as a “diet” that at some point I will go “off”. I’m enjoying this… and I can’t wait to see what I look like by the end of the year!
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You have to kill him. There is no other option.
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