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He's lost his motivation

There is a problem.... The Hubby seems to have lost motivation for the weight loss. He is still losing weight - as you can see from my weekly weigh in posts - but he seems to be losing interest in the whole thing. And he is craving the fattening foods which got us obese in the first place.

Take last week for example. We were discussing what to buy in for our Dinners for the week. And he wanted pies. And pork chops. I then went ahead and bought them, and joined him in eating them. Because I'm a muppet like that. So long as we're both on the same page I am strong and can carry on going. But the moment I can find an "excuse" to slip I'm in there pigging out. Admittedly, I over estimated how much pie the kids would eat. I bought 4 when two would have done. Then me and the Hubs ate pie for lunch for the next two days. 3 days of pie. Each day was (as I weighed them and found out) a DOUBLE HELPING of pie EACH. So.... in 3 days I had eaten 6 helpings of pork pie.

Over 60 pro points of pie.

Crap!

On top of that we had a binge day the Sunday previous. 50 points of junk at dinner time - as well as the cooked breakfast and Sunday roast. Oh, and on Friday I had a hotdog and snacks at the cinema with our eldest son (it was his "treat night")

I walked and walked and walked in an attempt to undo some of the damage (after all that had worked the week before, although it was much less damage) but I seem to have losts control of what goes in and I am limited to the amount of time I have to burn it off again.

I am not saying this is the Hubby's fault. It's not, it's mine. I need more self control. But I have so very very little self control when it comes to yummy scrummy food and encouragement to buy it. I really REALLY need my man back on board with this diet or I am in serious danger of being lost at sea!



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