This has been surprisingly hard for me.
On the one hand, I want to be supportive of him in whatever he does. I want him to be able to talk to me about the things that are on his mind. On the other hand, I had to work hard to get to a point in my life where I didn't count calories and could just eat without over thinking it.
waa, waa. my fav treat doesn't look so good on paper. |
I start marathon training soon and I know how much easier it is when I am lighter. Plus, I would just feel so much more comfortable in my clothes if I could just lose 10 lbs. The whole generic goal of just eating cleaner and eating less hasn't been cutting it for me. I am too much of a numbers person. I need distinct goals. But, I also know it is a slippery slope. And I do not want to go to back down to the bottom.
This is the first time I have ever lived with a significant other and it is interesting how having my life so intertwined with someone else affects me. Some of the obvious stuff that I was worried about (me being super neat, him not so much for example) has not been a problem. And then something like this, that I didn't worry about, comes up.
I have any neat way to wrap-up this post because I don't think there is any clear solution. I just try to do my best and see what happens.
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