The monster I have created
This blog is doing what I wanted it to do: give people a place to vent, to realize they are not alone in their efforts, to understand that failure is not a solo flight.
10-8-ish commented on my last blog about giving up and then giving in. I too had one of those weekends. I was tried of salad, I wanted sugar, damn it, and I REALLY wanted PIZZA!!!!
So I talked with my hubby about this. I said, hubby, I want pizza and beer. Hubby said OK. He even volunteered to drive with me to the store to get beer and to Little Caesar's for pizza (I really had a craving for Chucky Cheese Pizza. Go figure).
In the store, I couldn't find the beer I wanted. My hubby was in the wine section looking for a "new" wine for his recently aquired taste in wine...red of course, and patiently listened to me rant about the beer situation. I wanted what I wanted.
Forget the beer. Lets go get pizza, I said. He answers back something about him cooking if I didn't feel like it. Nobody is cooking, I said. We are getting pizza.
He started looking around in the meat section. How about steak? Chicken? No and No.
Burgers? OK, burgers. BBQ burgers.
This meant we needed BBQ sauce to put in the ground sirloin he picked up. After 15 minutes studying the backs of ALL the BBQ sauces, we chose Big Mo's--not for the price, but because compared to the cheaper Jack Dainels BBQ sauce, it had 5 less calories and 1 gram less sugar.
OK, I get the message. He is not going to let me fall off the diet wagon.
If I was going to have a burger (with no bun of course) I wanted baked beans.
All the beans I wanted had sugar in them. Hubby finds beans with NO sugar. Texas Ranch beans. I surrender stating that I can always doctor them up w/ Splenda if I have to.
We also spent a good amount of time in the spagetti sauce aisle looking for something "nutritious" to put on the whole wheat spagetti we bought at a market in Detroit. We bought pickled Asparagus (he didn't know that until we got to the check out). But we didn't buy beer or pizza.
I have created a monster. My husband is a nutrition monster.
When did he start reading lables for anything other than sodium? What is up with walking past the beer and browsing the wine? I found him reading my South Beach cookbook!
Could it be the 10 pounds HE has lost since I started MY diet?
He has started to give me tips on when to exercise and for how long.
I'm worried. Maybe he will start getting me out of bed and forcing me to walk the treadmill? Maybe he will start weighing me before and after work to see if I cheated? Maybe they have such things as food breathalizers?
I'm not sure this is a good thing. Its hard, very hard, to fall off the wagon when someone has you tied down. And if I cheat, who am I cheating now, myself or him? I'm sure it has a lot to do with love.
Don't you?
Still -17lbs and holding!
10-8-ish commented on my last blog about giving up and then giving in. I too had one of those weekends. I was tried of salad, I wanted sugar, damn it, and I REALLY wanted PIZZA!!!!
So I talked with my hubby about this. I said, hubby, I want pizza and beer. Hubby said OK. He even volunteered to drive with me to the store to get beer and to Little Caesar's for pizza (I really had a craving for Chucky Cheese Pizza. Go figure).
In the store, I couldn't find the beer I wanted. My hubby was in the wine section looking for a "new" wine for his recently aquired taste in wine...red of course, and patiently listened to me rant about the beer situation. I wanted what I wanted.
Forget the beer. Lets go get pizza, I said. He answers back something about him cooking if I didn't feel like it. Nobody is cooking, I said. We are getting pizza.
He started looking around in the meat section. How about steak? Chicken? No and No.
Burgers? OK, burgers. BBQ burgers.
This meant we needed BBQ sauce to put in the ground sirloin he picked up. After 15 minutes studying the backs of ALL the BBQ sauces, we chose Big Mo's--not for the price, but because compared to the cheaper Jack Dainels BBQ sauce, it had 5 less calories and 1 gram less sugar.
OK, I get the message. He is not going to let me fall off the diet wagon.
If I was going to have a burger (with no bun of course) I wanted baked beans.
All the beans I wanted had sugar in them. Hubby finds beans with NO sugar. Texas Ranch beans. I surrender stating that I can always doctor them up w/ Splenda if I have to.
We also spent a good amount of time in the spagetti sauce aisle looking for something "nutritious" to put on the whole wheat spagetti we bought at a market in Detroit. We bought pickled Asparagus (he didn't know that until we got to the check out). But we didn't buy beer or pizza.
I have created a monster. My husband is a nutrition monster.
When did he start reading lables for anything other than sodium? What is up with walking past the beer and browsing the wine? I found him reading my South Beach cookbook!
Could it be the 10 pounds HE has lost since I started MY diet?
He has started to give me tips on when to exercise and for how long.
I'm worried. Maybe he will start getting me out of bed and forcing me to walk the treadmill? Maybe he will start weighing me before and after work to see if I cheated? Maybe they have such things as food breathalizers?
I'm not sure this is a good thing. Its hard, very hard, to fall off the wagon when someone has you tied down. And if I cheat, who am I cheating now, myself or him? I'm sure it has a lot to do with love.
Don't you?
Still -17lbs and holding!
1 Comments:
At 4:45 PM,
10-8-ious said…
oh well HELL - I hope it's not love -- I'm not in love with anyone (in particular). It's very cool that you have that kind of support and that he is being really tactful about it. Most guys would have just said somehting realy insensitive like "so you're gonna blow your diet, hah babe?"
Well I did completely fall off the wagon with no one to tie me down (damn it!). But maraculously enough, my scale did not punish me this morning. So I figure the Diet Gods were busy following you around to see if you went for the beer and pizza and they missed my complete binge. thanks for distracting them! ;-)
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