Boemsi wrote:

On Sat, 21 Aug 2004 09:49:34 -0500, JMA wrote:


This one pretty much says it all sometimes:


I have SO BTDT, actually, I'm there every day. Watching my DH eat *two*
sandwiches with Nutella, or two PBJs. Seeing him take another serving of
potatoes with mayonaise, or an extra scoop of icecream and top it off with
whipped cream and blueberry syrup. Letting him take 3 cookies while I have
a small single one. And still he looks like a Greek god, not a gram of fat
too much on his body. Of course, he doesn't exercise at all.

The only way I can deal with it, is preventing I am too hungry at dinner
time, which I do by taking an apple 1 hour in advance. Luckily, I have
never had an appetite for breakfast. At least DH supports me by remarking
constantly how he admires my discipline and how he notices me losing the
weight. He better!

Ah, you sound young, Boemsi. It catches up with men, I assure you.
They carry it differently. The fat packs in around their organs long
before it goes subcutaneious and jiggles. When he stands up in profile
does his belly jut out, or sink in below the ribs? He may not be as fit
as you think.

Aside from that, it's a losing proposition to try to eat the same as an
active metabolism person. Eat differently. No reason to have cookies
or potatoes with mayonaise or nutella in the house, IMO. (Especially
Nutella. We're not safe in the same home together.)

Please eat breakfast. And plan a before-dinner snack. My advice would
be to add peanutbutter to that apple, or maybe some a slice or two of
low-fat cheddar cheese.

But back to the topic of infuriating men... I was at my husband's
workplace summer last week. My role there is to show up with attractive
children and not do anything memorable. (I've been married a long time,
I know my job.) So I'm listening to his co-workers praise how much
weight he's lost using phrases like, "he really worked hard at that" and
I'm biting my tongue trying not to tell the truth, which is that *I*
went on a diet and *he* automatically lost 20 pounds.

Seriously.

Dally