My hubby freaked me out about a week ago. He was renewing some insurance forms and asked me to look them over. There was my weight - he never asked but was within 1 pound of what I weighed that morning. I'm not so good at judging peoples weights by seeing them so it totally blew my mind. I guess I'm just luck he didnt guess to high!!
Angie could care less if I see what she weighs, but then she weighs what she did when we met 12+ years ago. Her weight has fluctuated some to almost 10 pounds more than she is now. I won't tell you what she weighs, I know better. I kind of lied about my weight when we met. We met through a christian personal ad, it was a year old and said that I was 39 (which was true when I placed the ad, I didn't change it because 40 sounded so old then)) and that I was 6 foot tall..true...and weighed 165..NOT! I weighed 159! I was skinny! She didn't mind, not sure if she ever really knew. I was 170 when we married a year later, I have managed to "build" myself up to 195 in the last 11+ years, according to the scale at the doctors last week...it is brand new so it needs to get the bugs worked out of it I have managed to do this by #1 Picked a few from age #2 Working less physically and taking more time off #3 Had a period of Cherry Garcia that just won't go away! #4 Had another few years of eating like it was my last meal! #5 Decided to quit walking and working out with Angie, thinking that I would save myself for my golden years #6 deciding to have a few beers (too many) about 4 years ago, after not drinking at all for almost 20 years #7 Probably added a couple after quitting smoking 7 years ago. I could go on and on since it isn't my fault!
Nah, Angie doesn't care...but then she works hard at liking what she sees on the numbers! Real hard!
Yup, he knows. I too felt it was a matter of being real about my weight. Not just with myself, but with my family. By that I mean the people in my house, not auntie jojo, 7 times removed. I love how he can share my success with me and that I can moan to him when the scale stalls or actually goes UP. But, it helps that he was once 296, and probably more, he refused to weigh after he hit 296.
I also understand Robins, pov, this is on us, and us alone. Only the individual who is doing the work, working the plan, hauling our fat butts around walking, working out truly understand what we feel. This sounds odd, but thankfully, he does understand.
Robin, LOL at your post. My DH knows my weight and tells everyone "my wife has lost almost 100 lbs". I would really prefer he didn't share that news with his co-workers and friends, but OH Well, that my DH for ya.
Yea, maybe we aren't the brightest creatures...but it is because he is SOOOO DAMN PROUD OF YOU! And besides that, he is the one that counts...who cares what the others think! If they aren't proud of you too then...well...you know what I am thinkin' about them!
Hubby knows. He didn't know when I was at my highest because, well...neither did I. But as I lost, I weighed every week. He weighed every week too for a different reason. The hard part then...I was trying to lose, he was trying to GAIN. LOL We were in a competition to get to an equal weight. Since the baby, moving, holidays, etc., I went up a bit and have stayed here. But at one point, we actually weighed the same...finally. Though on me, I was 5' 4", and he was 5' 11"...both at 140. Good for him, as it was up from 110 pounds while battling Grave's Disease. The people at the checkout counters always looked at me strangely. I would checkout with low cal shakes and 350 calorie nutrition shakes. Until they got him on meds, he was drinking two of those high cal drinks a day, plus eating, and he put on 3 whole pounds in one month.
Besides, he's got a real big mouth. He means well, but I could just hear him saying when someone compliments me or something "Yeah Robin lost close to 100 lbs and she's not done yet."
That's too funny! An, men...
Early on in my program, I didn't tell anyone that I was exercising and trying to lose weight because I was afraid I wouldn't be able to and didn't want anyone to know if I failed. But, of course, my SO knew because otherwise how would I explain where I was going everyday and why I came home so sweaty, not too mention all the measuring of food. So we are out with friends one night and somehow he comes out with it that I am seeing a personal trainer and doing all this exercise. Looking back, it was totally silly but I was mortified!
I just asked him if he knew my weight and he didn't, but at least he guessed low! Now that I weigh less than him I don't really care if he knows what I weigh, but back when I still weighed more than him, I think I was pretty vague about it.
If we ever split up, I will never again date someone who weighs less than me. I've decided that it's a deal-breaker. Luckily, if I can maintain my current weight, it should be too much of a problem.
Would I tell him the truth ********* NO*********
does he know yeah probably i told him about this web site and how addicted i was so im sure he's one of the lurkers on here checkin' up on me LOL
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I hope my husband has no idea how much I weigh. But I was typing it in yesterday in one of my posts, and he came in the room. I moved the window behind something really quick. He looked at me like I grew a horn, or may have taken up looking at Naughtypics.com or something... (No, I have no idea if that's a real website.) and said "What are you dooooing?" I said "Oh nothing.." And he said "You might as well tell me. If you don't, you'll wake me up at three o'clock in the morning and say 'I think I did something I shouldn't have..'" (I would like to point out that when I do that, it never has anything to do with looking at porn online... Sometimes I agonize about things I've said that might have hurt someones feelings, and it keeps me awake, so I wake him up to talk to him.) So I told him that I had just been typing in my weight on a website, and he said "Oh, you don't have to hide that from me."
Well I KNEW that. I just WANT to.
Okay, so I'm with the "he doesn't need to know" crowd. I'm so bad that when I was in labor for my second, the nurse was next to my bed entering my information, asked me my weight, which I politely told her I didn't want to say outloud for DH to hear -- so she waited for my contraction to stop and let me enter it in the computer myself!!! He knows I've gained weight since we met, but if he knew it's 100 lbs, I think he would pass out!! He was too thin when we met (I want to be that someday) and has gained 30 lbs, but it's not an issue he needed it!!!
My boyfriend knows, although I think it took me a very, very long time to tell him. He's known my dress size for quite a while, but not my exact weight. However, I made my weight available to everyone to see whenever I started my weight loss journey by posting my ticker on this website as well as on MySpace. My profile on there is private anyway, but opening that information up to all of my friends like that was a big step. I figure that it's okay for them to know how much I weighed when I started, because that way they'll know how far I've come and also keep me accountable. That way, I won't be as likely to slip up knowing that I've told many of my friends and shown them my progress. It's pretty funny. Even though I didn't start all that long ago, I've inspired a couple of people around me to become healthier. One of my friends has quit smoking (she's been without for about 2 weeks now and I'm very proud of her) and another has vowed to try and eat healthier. I didn't by any means suggest they do these things, but I'm happy they have.
My husband does not know how much I weigh. Besides, he's got a real big mouth. He means well, but I could just hear him saying when someone compliments me or something "Yeah Robin lost close to 100 lbs and she's not done yet." He's proud of me and he would think he was doing me a favor by sharing it with the world.
Just for the record he has asked me what I weigh and I refuse to tell him and he pressed me and asked me why can't I tell him. And I said to him because knowing you, you would let it slip and tell all your friends. And he said, "Yeah, you're right." He doesn't say that I'm right too often (though of course I am ), so if he's actually admitting that I'm right - yeah I'm not telling him anytime soon.
My DH doesn't know what I weigh but I've weighed myself in front of him before so he could know but he never looked. He does know I have lost over 100 lbs though. I also don't expect to ever weigh less than him. He is somewhere in the 130s and his pants with a waist size of 31 or 32 are getting baggy on him.
Of course my husband knows! We have a mechanical beam physician's scale and half the time I forget to move the weights back to zero when I'm done. That's how I see how much he's lost, too, by glancing at the scale after he's done.
Not that I wouldn't tell him if he asked. It's just not interesting enough for talking about.
Yup! But only after I had lost a bunch! He was very thin when we got married and I have always been borderline for my height. I have a large frame, heavy muscle, etc. I had always weighed more than him by a little bit. I ballooned when I got pregnant...over 200 I think. Then I remember getting down to 175 shortly after she was born. I hovered around 180 for years and years...then started to creep higher... I started my serious weight loss journey in 2001 at 196. I have slowly crept down from there...I haven't had any extreme yo-yoing but I have been stuck between 155-160 for over a year now, I am hoping to bust that right now and finally get to where I want to be! I didn't tell him what I weighed at the time...he never asked either...he knows now...where I am and where I've been. He also didn't realize I had been losing until he went to help me into a corset for a night out and it didn't fit anymore...it was totally cinched and was still loose. (Gotta love that!!!) I didn't tell anyone my weight when I was at my highest...now it is no big deal...I'll tell whoever wants to know! I suspect I'll be writing it on my forhead if I ever reach 135! hehehe
My boyfriend knows, although I think it took me a very, very long time to tell him. He's known my dress size for quite a while, but not my exact weight.
When I was at my heaviest, I definitely did not want to tell my SO my dress size. Ultimately, weight is meaningless to him--just a number. And he probably knows less about dress sizes than I think he does, but, still, I didn't not want him to know how large a size I wore. I told him not to buy many any clothes so that I wouldn't have to tell him my size (which is just as well anyway, because I doubt he could pick out clothes for me).
I have managed to do this by #1 Picked a few from age #2 Working less physically and taking more time off #3 Had a period of Cherry Garcia that just won't go away! #4 Had another few years of eating like it was my last meal! #5 Decided to quit walking and working out with Angie, thinking that I would save myself for my golden years 
#6 deciding to have a few beers (too many) about 4 years ago, after not drinking at all for almost 20 years #7 Probably added a couple after quitting smoking 7 years ago. I could go on and on since it isn't my fault! 
That's too funny! An, men...
(Gotta love that!!!) I didn't tell anyone my weight when I was at my highest...now it is no big deal...I'll tell whoever wants to know! I suspect I'll be writing it on my forhead if I ever reach 135! hehehe
