I think the worst part is my husband. I mean this both directly and indirectly. He joined the army over a year ago and I gained over 60 pounds while he was away! I couldn't believe it! I really credited it to getting the much needed car to go visit him. Before the car, I was walking everywhere I needed to go (i.e. work, shopping, etc.). I lived by the beach then and used to go what I called "rock-hopping". There were large granite rocks to break the tide along the coast and I would wear restaurant style no-slip shoes and hop from rock to rock. I found it to be a lot of fun and I started losing a lot of weight.
After moving away and driving everywhere, I just can't seem to shed the pounds I've gained and seem to only gain more. It doesn't help that my husband's two favorite foods are pizza and tacos. He can't be talked out of them, and even if I sit down and discuss with him that maybe we shouldn't have those foods around until I am strong enough to resist temptation, he finds a way to slip them back under me.
I feel horrible saying it, but I sort of wish he would go on a tour of duty just to give me 15 months to get into some sort of shape, and I can't seem to get him to understand this.

What makes me feel worse, is that he tells me all the time that he wishes I would lose weight. Not because he wants me to, but because he knows I would feel better for it and be happier than I am. If he cares so much about the way I feel, I don't understand why he wants to keep putting me into situations like he does.
How do I stop him from this behavior?


). Alternatively, cook your own versions at home -- they may not be the perfect diet food, but I'm sure it'll still be a lot healthier than the restaurant versions, and at the very least you'd know what went in them (to make for easier calorie/point/fat/carb counting).

