How to bring hubby along the journey

Apr 10, 2010

I'm finding that everyday, I am making more and more progress towards making my health a top goal.  I like exercising, don't mind the "dieting," and have even started to think more about working out with weights than I currently am.  The trouble is, my darling hubby is used to me being a slug and he's having trouble adjusting to the new me.

Jed is overweight too.  He got the lapband, but ate around it a couple years ago.  He's started to adapt new behaviors that have caused him to lose about 10lbs in the last 2 weeks, and I am glad for that.  My only trouble is that I seem to be at a breakneck speed towards my goals, while he skips the gym a couple times per week, and still eats things that are bad for him regularly.

This is driving me batty.  I want us to both be healthy, and I've had some feelings of guilt about working so hard while he just stays in bad health.  I should note that he has a family history of heart disease and he has high cholesterol and diabetes... not a good combination.  He's only going to be 33, but I worry about him.

I guess what I fear the most is leaving him behind in my "new life."  I'm more active than I've ever been in our relationship, mostly because I suffered from debilitating depression for a large portion of it.  Now that I'm focusing more on me, I don't want to feel like I'm bettering my life with school and focusing on my health and eventually get tired of HIS slugness that I caused.  He used to be more active, but he always put things off to take care of me. 

Now that I am taking care of me, I wonder what role he has.  Of course, I'm talking all of this out with my therapist, but I wonder if anyone else has had these feelings.  I'll probably post a thread later about it.

But to get business out of the way:  Yesterday I had an isopure, 2 cheese sticks, 3 fish filets, 1 yogurt for a total of 710 cal, 65g carbs, 71g protein. (and about 20g fat).  I planned on going to the store to try on new pants, but I think I'm going to wait until Monday.  I'm not a big shopper, and the thought of Saturday crowds makes me cringe.  Also, when he gets up, I'm going to have Jed help me measure myself again.  Although I'm not losing weight, I know I am losing in my midsection, as my pants have become baggy almost as soon as I put them on.  Yippee!  Sure wish that scale would move along with it though....

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