So Hubby's a little perturbed.
By now, y'all know me. I'll go hard with something for like a week, maybe two, then... I kick that habit like I'm Bruce Leroy with the glow. My health kicks are no different... I'll be good for weeks, even months, but then I get amnesia and forget how sick that last cheeseburger from BK made me, or how gross those fat ass steroidal chickens and genetically engineered cows look, and true to form, I'm on hold with Dominos.
Hubby jumped on the wagon just in time for me to bail. Prior to my fall, I had watched Fat, Sick & Nearly Dead and talked a bunch of stuff convincing him that we should only eat meat once a day and juice our own fruits and veggies. After a little griping he was game and started eating right and drinking more water, only to notice that after making him eat pseudo vegetarian meals for a week, I was ordering Indian and all things fried and cheesy.
Like always, I'll get back on, but my transgressions have caused him to waiver as well. We've been together for 10 long years, and I've most certainly been on the other side of this. It's difficult keeping up a healthy lifestyle when the person you love and share meals with (which is truly a social act and very enjoyable) is not on the same page as you.
How do you stay focused? We all know you can't change the other, but what has worked to help you and your boo get on the wagon... together?
p.s. Check out this dope sweatshirt I scored from Romwe.com. I feel like I'm channeling Mike and Janet's SCREAM. #ShoulderWork
In other news, sometime a few days ago, Alvin and his frickin' chipmunk friends moved in to my attic, and I’m about ready to move out. I don’t know if they’re chipmunks, squirrels, or whatever but Chip, Dale and the rest of the Rescue Rangers have got to go! Keep me – no, keep them in your prayers y’all, cause it’s not going to be pretty if they don’t find another home soon.