So What Wednesday

So what if it I think my husband is an asshole.

Now let me explain before you start deleting me from your blogger, Instagram and Facebook.

My husband is not really an asshole.  He's actually really nice.  He's very social and can talk to just about anyone.  He's kind and always has a hard time saying no.  He works hard for us so that I can stay home with the kids and he is a fantastic father.

So in reality, he is not really an asshole.

But when it comes to weight loss, giant A-hole.

He came into the bathroom the other morning and said, 'As of now, I'm down six pounds.'

He almost got punched in the face. 

I've been tracking my eating and staying under my calories for the past three and a half months.  I started a 30 day shred with Jillian Michaels two weeks ago and have been doing double workouts every day.  I haven't lost a single pound in the past two weeks.

He's lost six.

'Is that good?' he says.  Of course it's good asshole!

Now let me just say that I am the one who is responsible for his diet.  I make him low calorie egg muffins for his breakfast and he usually has a veggie/fruit smoothie.  I pack his lunch and food for the day and make sure that he is not over 1000 calories for the day.  I make dinner and put the food on his plate so he doesn't over eat.

He doesn't have time to workout so the only physical activity he is doing is working, which does help since he has a pretty physical job.  But for the most part, his weight loss is due to the lower calorie intake.  Which is all me.

So you're welcome.

Now what about me?  Why am I not losing the weight?  Why am I busting my ass every day and not getting any results?  Why does it seem to be one hundred times easier for a man to lose weight than a woman?

I'm glad that he is losing some weight.  I'm glad he's feeling better.  He says he has more energy and just feels good all around.  I'm glad for that.  And I'm glad I can help him with that.  But what about me? 

Help me out with some tips here ladies!