I wasn't sure whether to post this in relationships or weightloss, but here goes. I was hoping to see how other woman have dealt with this weight loss journey, where a (very supportive) partner is overweight too.
I've been on WLI for 3 months or so, and consistently losing around 2 lbs a week. I've got 130 pounds to lose, so it's still early days.
I've only told my husband so far, and he has been extremely supportive, asking what he can do to help, if he should avoid bringing junk food into the house etc. But honestly, with the WLI doing the heavy lifting, he can eat takeaways in front of me, and I just don't fancy it anymore.
I would never tell him to lose weight etc, but I am starting to worry what will happen if I finally succeed in reaching a healthy BMI.
I'm a yo-yo dieter, having been a anywhere a size 16 to 22 during our marriage, and as each diet fails, I've put more weight on each year. He is also overweight, definitely obese now we're in our mid-40s, but not as severely obese as I was when I started WLI.
My motivation to lose weight is mainly for our child, I want to be able to run around with them while they're still little, and be fit and healthy if/when they have kids, like my parents are. We're also older parents, so I guess that makes me more conscious of the importance of healthy years.
We've often talked about making changes to be healthier, however this is the first time it actually feels achievable. He's not keen on taking WLI himself. As he sees me doing well, he's made the normal noises about making changes to his diet and starting to exercise, but has made zero changes so far.
Alcohol is also becoming an issue. We've both always enjoyed a drink (or several) however I now don't get much enjoyment from my beloved wine. I'll maybe have a small glass of wine or two at the weekend, but not the full bottle or so I used to have! When he's had a few, it's like I'm annoying teetotaler, starting to get fed up with the side effects - the snoring, the next day grumpy husband etc.
I feel like a complete hypocrite, and who knows, maybe I'll fail and we'll both be overweight (and miserable) together.