A Little Bit Depressed
Wednesday, September 25, 2013
But not so depressed as to stop eating or stuff my face with every Nutty Buddy bar in the house.
Unfortunately, I have been slipping in my workouts. I have to get back into it slowly because of my hernia and asthma, but damn I think I've gotten a bit too slow. I have been doing a bit of strength training or cardio (not both) for most of the days of the week plus stretching. I have been eating better, and adding supplements where my nutrition is lacking. BUT, the lack of support from the person that matters most, my husband, is really getting me down. He's got health problems, very overweight (okay, morbidly obese at 280#), smokes, eats Little Debbies like I am supposed to eat lettuce, drinks three cases (yes, folks, three CASES) of Pepsis a week. He does the generic "very good" when I mention something about a compliment from my GS co-leader or how far I've walked that day. IDK, maybe I'm "too needy" for a compliment from him. I just see myself in the mirror and I'm disgusted. I wish that my husband would throw a compliment my way without having to use the cattle prod. All the people in the world can tell my I'm doing a good job or that I really look like I'm making progress (yes, it has only been a month so there's no real progress yet, but still...) but if the one person that matters most does not say a word, it doesn't matter. I could eat myself into a diabetic stupor, but because I am trying to impress upon the kids the importance of healthy eating and physical activity I will not. I will press on, not only for my health but also for my kids' health. And, maybe one of these days my husband will look at me and say "damn you look good!" ~sigh~