Another Wake Up Call

My husband has been working really hard to lose weight lately. And of course, men always lose faster than women. He's lost about twice the amount I have. And he's been running... I cannot run. At least not yet. I just can't stand to feel the fat jiggle. And I would hate for anyone to see me, so I'd have to run in the dark of night, which isn't very safe.

Anyway... my husband is a big guy. He's really tall - which makes him look not quite as heavy as he is. There was a time that he was more than 100 pounds heavier than I was. And I found out today that he's only a little more than 50 pounds heavier than me. How depressed am I?

So even though I didn't really want to, I took a really long, sweaty walk today (fourth one this week). And I avoided buying any cookies at the grocery store today. Even though I was really tempted. Those Oreos that were on sale were calling my name.