Monday, August 11, 2008

Starting again


I am joining Weight Watchers for the 4th (or 5th?) time today. I have been rolling the idea around in my head for weeks, but a conversation with a coworker last week clinched it, and today's the day. She and I are going to go to a meeting at lunchtime and join together, so that'll be nice.

Believe it or not, although we have been together nearly 11 months, MM never knew how much I weigh. I had made a veiled reference or two to weighing "more than" him, but he never knew the number. . . that is, until yesterday at the gym when I climbed on the elliptical trainer next to him and put in my weight when requested to do so. DOH!

As we were working out, at one point I noticed him giving me a very odd head-to-toe once-over. At that precise moment, I had my iPod on and had finally gotten my heart rate into a good zone, so I didn't slow down to find out what the look was about. But I asked him about it later. He said he "couldn't figure out where all that extra weight is." He thinks I "don't look like you weigh over 200."

I should add here that MM himself weighs between 160 and 164, depending on the day and how much strength training he is doing. He's only 5'8", so he's not skinny, but he is by no means overweight. . . I don't think he has even one pound of excess fat on his body anywhere.

Anyway, I guess it's really not that big a deal: I'm the same me, and he feels the same about me as he ever did, despite being a little weirded out by finding out that I weigh over 200 lbs. I had just hoped to keep this little tidbit of information about me private. LOL

Had a busy weekend. Saturday was filled up with social obligations: a book club brunch, picked up KC at the airport, attended a birthday party at a pizza place for my friends' two-year-old. All in all, I ended up seeing no fewer than 10 children under age 4 (and two pregnant women) during the day's festivities. Sunday MM and I went to Macy's and bought a sectional for our new house, drove by the house to check progress (our driveway cement had been poured and doors installed), went to the gym, then home to shower before going to MM's parents' house for dinner.

Tonight I'll be headed to the grocery store to buy some healthy foods for the week and will do the household chores that I didn't have time to do this weekend. I'm going to visit my father this coming weekend, but every other weekend until our move, I need to spend at least a solid 3-4 hours decluttering and sorting through crap. MM would freak if he knew all the junk I have tucked away in closets in our current place, and it's just a good idea to get rid of everything I can before we move into our new house.


Land family said...

Power to you woman. I refuse! My husband weighs about 10 lbs more than MM, and I made him leave the room EVERY TIME I was weighed during each pregnancy, when the anesthesiologist asked for my weight before my name it. Totally ridiculous, but I'm sure it would freak my dh out to some extent. I can't deal with it. I love it when I weigh less than him *right now, we're neck in neck unfortunately.* :(

Valerie said...

D didn't know either until we joined WW together. He was similarly shocked. I assured him I had weighed as much as 20 lbs. more at my heaviest. lol Now he only weighs 70 lbs more than me, the bastard. ;) Which sounds like a great thing except when you consider that he's almost a foot taller than I am!