So...I may or may not have mentioned that Matt is low-carb dieting with me. He doesn't really make a big deal out of it (unlike me!) because he doesn't have the food issues that I do. "I just don't think about it," he said last night when I was boo-hooing over the cake (or something like that...I'm horrible at quoting people).
He rarely weighs himself (unlike me since I weigh in 2-3 times per week), hasn't started back working out (unlike me who works out 60-90+ minutes per week), and struggles to get his daily water in (unlike me who can drink 80-120 oz. per day plus coffee and sugar-free kool-aid) and the man has managed to lose probably close to 15 lbs. since we've been back on track.
Now I will say that his job is more active than mine (I sit probably 95% of my work day) and I do 'indulge' (ha, ha! that's putting it mildly, huh?) more often than he does but I'm still frustrated!
Don't get me wrong...I'm really happy for him (and proud!) and he's looking uber sexy now (hubba, hubba!) but he now weighs maybe 8 pounds more than me.
I don't know what I'll do if his weight gets down below mine. I don't know if my self-esteem can take the hit right now. I have only weighed more than him once in our relationship and that was because I was 9 months pregnant with Collin.
I have GOT to get my butt in gear!
Men suck.