I know you all are thinking–how could she possibly hate her husband? Well, it’s easy.
Let me do a quick run down of his working out/losing weight and mine:
Mon-ehhh I don’t think I’m going to run
Tues-Run for 30 minutes
Wed-Doesn’t Swiffering count as exercise?
Thurs-I decided to walk because I’m sort of tired.
Fri-It’s Friday-I just want to relax
Result: “I lost 5 pounds-I wasn’t really looking to LOSE any weight.”
Mon-Run/Walk for 35 minutes, abs, arms, more abs
Tues-Run/Walk for 35 minutes, lunges/squats
Wed- (crying as I climb on the treadmill) Same as Mon
Thurs-(Regretting I booked a trip to Destin) Same as Thurs
Fri-(Thinking people in Destin are non-judgmental) Same as Mon/Wed
Weekend-Either walk or run one of the days
Result: “How the heck did I GAIN a pound?”
And please, PLEASE don’t even get me started on the diet portion of my misery…
I already told him that if he shows up on the beach with a six-pack after I have been doing all the work that he’s a DEAD MAN!!
This picture is for Nikki! No hineys to be seen in this pic!!
That’s grass flying in the air, not a dirty lens!
And finally, Thank YOU Michelle for your advice on the dog biting. I’m going to try to recognize warning signs so I can correct before it gets violent!