Hubby has been really working at this weight loss thing since he joined me in Weight Watchers last week (besides watching what he eats, he’s going to the gym almost every day — sometimes with me!). He really has inspired me to get serious about losing again.
So yesterday was the end of his first week, and we went to the meeting to get the results of our hard work.
I had lost 3.2 lbs. I was very happy with that. I haven’t lost a significant amount in a long time. I am now only about 10 lbs. from my goal.
And Hubby had lost 14.6 lbs.! Wow! But when he was congratulated by the leader during the meeting he indicated that that was just the beginning of a long road. He made the class laugh when he said that that amount of weight loss for him could be equated to peeling a decal off a 747 airplane. Thank goodness what he’s lost doesn’t include his sense of humor!
I did tell the group that it was really annoying for someone who struggles to lose a pound to live with someone who can lose that much in one week. So I told them I was going to initiate a new tradition. Each week at the end of the meeting we would have a drawing to see who had to take Hubby home with them for THAT week.
One older woman immediately asked, “Does he cook?” I think if he did, she was going to volunteer to take him!
btw, my acrylic nail on my index finger fell off yesterday (luckily the same day as my regular nail appointment) and I attribute that to all the time I spent on the calculator last week punching in numbers to calculate the WW points for everything we ate!