02/27/2010 05:36
Bad ending to a good start
I was so proud of myself on Monday for actually getting up and doing something. That was ahuge step for me. I was looking forward to doing it again on Tuesday becaue the overall good feeling on Monday was great!
There was no walking on Tuesday...there was hardly any moving...I woke up about 3am with the worst case of the stomach flu I have ever had in my life. I called my mom as soon as I thought she might be up to make arrangements for my daughter. Thank goodness it was a school day for my son. And I'm glad my husband was at work. As soon as my mom picked up the kids I literally grabbed my pillow and a blanket and didn't move anything other than my head to make sure I was positioned over the trash can. It was awful. And it lasted until bright and early Thursday morning. Needless to say, the remainder of Thursday was spent trying to get rehydrated and disinfecting everything in my house in hopes that the rest of the family does not have to suffer through such a nasty ordeal. There was no walking today either because, frankly, I'm exhausted! I'm hoping to be recovered by Monday morning so I can start over...again...
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On another note, I am *don't know the right word yet* at/with my husband. I have all but begged him for the better part of two years to do something with me to help me lose a little weight. He always says that he'll do whatever I need him to because I have researched a lot of different things as far as eating right and getting exercise. The thing is, when it comes time to actually do it, he never does. I finally gave up on asking him because it was putting a damper on my motivation. All I have asked him for since then is for moral support. I mean, I can count on one hand how many friends I have here in our little town. None of them are interested in fitness or making healthy choices, which is fine, to each their own. I don't shove my lifestyle on them and they don't shove theirs off on me. But because we think so differently about food and fitness, they offer nothing to me as far as encouragement or motivation. My husband isn't offering anything either and its really getting me down. Then he comes home the other day and says that his cousin and some other guys want him to start playing basketball 1 or 2 nights a week. He's excited about it and it upsets me. Not because I don't want him to go, just because I've been asking him the same thing for 2 years and getting nothing. A guy asks and everything changes?? I don't get it. I don't know if I'm angry at him or just upset with him. I don't know what emotion it is that I'm feeling, but I don't like it. And I don't know if I should try to talk to him about it because I don't want to upset him, you know. Ugh...
I knew that doing this on my own wasn't going to be easy, but I didn't expect it to be this rough either...