My wife is my biggest supporter. She is also the one I go to for nutrition and exercise advice, but she is also a wife and a mom. She nags me and pushes me and gives me those looks that says "okay fatboy, time to go to the gym" or "how about a salad instead". She would never actually say that though, instead she says "you look good, you look fine". Yeah right. She gets in these moods where she wants to bake cookies, brownies, cakes, pancakes, french toast or some new dessert she heard about on Food Network that sounded like something my kids and I would like (usually it involves chocolate...lots and lots of chocolate). When she makes them, the house smells SO GOOD. And in the house, it is impossible to avoid. All I want is a piece of whatever it is she made. Usually when this happens, I dive right in. This past week though, I have been trying different things to avoid it. I tried doing my normal back stretches...doesn't work. I tried watching TV, reading a book, or playing video games to take my mind off of it...DOESN'T WORK. I tried leaving and going to work out. Guess what? It doesn't work. The house still smells like it when I get home. So of-course, as I am sure you can guess, I gave in. It was delicious. It was a brownie with ganache and white icing. Man that was good. Guilt settled in right away. All that being said, the rest of the week I actually did rather well. I have been very good about getting in my veggies and fruits and proteins, while keeping my caloric intake down. I am proud to say that I was down another few pounds this week. I think the next time my wife does that I will continue to do all the things I did to avoid it, but in the end I will have a small piece and not feel so guilty about it, because I am doing good in many other areas. Why punish myself for the love my wife makes for me.
Weight = 255.5 lbs and BMI = 32.8
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