|Here the hubby and I are at La Alhambra in Granada|
I am not one of those people who has a hard time asking for help, so this is nothing new. I do like to think that I'm pretty independent. Plus, I'm definitely stubborn and set in my ways when it comes to certain things (food, exercise, running, my things...). So get ready, because this one is a doosy.
I've had no success in the past 3 or so years I've been attempting it. That's a long time in my opinion, and the years keep rolling by. This has to work because I'm afraid of the ramifications!
He's lucky that he has a fast enough metabolism. If I ate like he did I would have gained 50 or more pounds instead of the 20 or so he's gained in 5 years.
I ask for help only because my husband (Chema) is not content. He is definitely NOT depressed or ashamed of how he looks. But he makes off-hand comments sometimes like: I'm fat, my gut is humongous, I need to lose weight...
|We're fancy, huh? At a bar in the US.|
So, obviously, he's not content. Chema doesn't like to ask for help. I mean he is married to someone who loves exercise, would gladly go with him running anytime of the week, or to the gym, or whatever. Yet, he doesn't do it! He is the KING of excuses.
My husband is a bike person. I fear bikes. Hence, that's not a sport we can share at this point in time. But he can go by himself, right? No.
- It's a lot more fun with someone else
- He doesn't feel like it right now
- He has to run some errands
- He's tired
- He just ate
- It's raining
- It's too hot .....
I'm literally looking over my shoulder as I write this so that he doesn't see my post! (We have to keep this between you guys and me).
|In Córdoba having lunch with friends.|
I worry because he is a habitual overeater. Like a lot of people, he also eats when he's stressed. Although, I think that's an excuse too! I also get stressed but I don't eat a half pound of chocolate in a day!
In general, we eat healthy because I cook and make the grocery list. But he has an insatiable sweet tooth. When he wakes up in the morning he eats something sweet, right before having breakfast!
|Like these truffles or that plate of cookies in the back! Ok, I'm exaggerating.|
Sure, he's fine and healthy now but one day he's going to wake up and look in the mirror and not recognize the person he sees in front of him.
We joke about it often. Sometimes when I get serious about it he just agrees and then changes the topic. I need help because I love me some Chema!
|La Plaza de España in Sevilla|