Poor HH. He tries. He really does.
Thanksgiving is a Very Challenging Day for someone trying to lose weight. And for me, it was my third day on Weight Watchers. It was also a day I elected to go on a 10-mile run in the morning. My master plan was to earn enough Activity Points to enjoy my feast guilt free. Which indeed, I did.
So the Morning After the Thanksgiving Feast is always met with at worst, trepidation, and at best, curiosity. At least by me. And Friday morning is my weigh in day, so there wa no avoiding the trip to Scale City.
I got on the scale and…to my total delight, I’d LOST WEIGHT! 3.6 pounds. Yippie! In fact, I even lost weight over Thanksgiving Day, and I assure you, I ate plenty.
Yes, I know that the first week or so of a new diet causes you to lose “water weight” and it’s not the same as losing actual blubber. But remember, my master plan is to have less literal weight to carry around with me during my marathon in February. It matters little whether I’m carrying 3.6 pounds of water or 3.6 pounds of fat or 3.6 pounds of pixie dust. It takes more effort to carry 3.6 pounds of anything than it does to travel without it.
So, delighted, I walk back into the bedroom and make my announcement to Happy Family. Princess and Ninja were delighted, though they had the good sense to refrain from suggesting that we go out for Dairy Queen to celebrate.
Helpful Husband was very happy for me. In fact, HH was so happy that he had just a little short-circuit in the compliment-and-encouragement section of his brain. Yes, he complimented me all right. And you can be the judge as to whether it was better or worse than the last time.
Here’s how it went down:
HH: Wow, honey. That’s really great! (This would have been a fine place for him to stop encouraging.)
Me: Thanks! I’m SO excited about it!
HH: And you did all that in just three days.
Me: Yes!
HH: You know, you’ve lost more weight in the last three days than you did in over six months and almost 500 miles of running.
[Long pause as HH and I both ponder his last statement. And his fate.]
Me: Did you really just say that?
HH: I was trying to compliment you.
Me: Is that what that was?
HH: I really am happy for you.
Me: [sighing] I know. Thanks.
Epilogue: In appreciation for this compliment, I spent the remainder of the day being Helpful Wife and announcing the point value of everything that HH was putting in his mouth. It was the least I could do. 🙂
Congrats!!! Love it! Especially HH points
Heading out at 7:30am and 37 degrees for some sort of mileage!
You know at 500 miles you have already trained for a marathon so rejoice in that! 🙂
Congrats, Shannon! Keep it up, girl!
Too funny – I laughed right out loud! I was also the victim of some well-meant “encouragement” today! (see my blog post today http://www.theyearoflivingfit.wordpress.com)