I know I am not thin. I know I still have a long way to go but I feel like I've crossed over from "circus fat lady fat" to merely "overweight" and it's a big difference. The compliments keep coming and make me feel great. The work outs make me feel even better. The only thing that continues to bother me about this whole weight loss journey (besides not being able to tolerate bread) is my husband's lack of support. My friends have said that he's worried I'll lose a lot of weight and then change and not want him anymore. I thought that was kind of silly but I'm starting to suspect that he might be threatened by my new outlook and lease on life.

He never tells me how good I look or that he is proud of me. When I asked him he said he'd be proud if I kept it up and reached my goal. Why can't he be proud of how far I've come already? He admits he loves that I have so much energy and that I'm happier in general than I have been in years but ... here's the real shocker... HE THINKS I DON'T NEED TO LOSE ANY MORE WEIGHT!?! WTF?

He's always preferred a woman who is not skinny and I still need to lose another 80 lbs and I won't even be thin then! It took me ages to drag it out of him and it turns out that he feels I've already accomplished my main goals of being healthier, looking better and being more active/mobile for our daughter's sake. He's right, those are the goals but I also don't want to be fat anymore and I am still fat and still can't run a 10k.

So, even though I'm a thinner fat woman these days, I'm going to keep on going and try to reach my goal. I'm also sticking with my husband and showing him that just because the outside is changing, the inside does not have to change as well. I still love him and just want to be as healthy as I can be so I can stick around to enjoy my family as long as possible. He'll just have to get over it.