
So there's this thing called sympathy weight. It's something a man claims after 9 months of running out to get a small milkshake for his expecting wife and ordering a large milkshake for himself. Or when the husband plants food ideas in the expecting woman's heads, like "we haven't had ice cream in awhile" or "we should order the x-large pizza instead of the medium." But it's not all one big con job, the husband is just trying to be supportive, going as far as to skip the gym the mornings of the last two months of the pregnancy in order to help take care of the 2 year old. And of course once the second child has arrived the husband is so busy helping out with late night feedings that the gym is the least of his concerns. Add in the food friends and family bring and it's no wonder the husband is not sporting his summer physique. Now the husband isn't obese, I don't want to give you that impression as it might hurt the husband's delicate feelings, he's just out of shape.
So the husband (as well as the now unpregnate wife) is going to be follow the Body for Life
plan. Not a diet, a PLAN, the husband would never follow some silly diet. And the most beneficial part of this plan is just having some sort of structure, a schedule. Something to tell the husband what to do and when to do it. And isn't this what we all secretly want. Regardless of how much freedom we claim we have, no matter how much individuality we view are self with - at some point and in some way we want to be told how and what to do. We liked to be parented. The husband wants to be told what to eat even though it's not what or as much as he'd like to eat. I'll try to remember to let you know how he does.
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