I’ve been in a relationship with my boyfriend, Greg, for over 10 years now and I’ll go as far as to say that things are going well. The only problem (if I can even call it that!) is we sometimes get into bad habits. If you’ve been in a long-term relationship, I’m sure you can appreciate where I’m coming from here…..Things like, you get home and slob around in your PJ’s, I’ve long since stopped shaving my legs every day to impress the man, and God knows, if I own 3 pairs of matching underwear, it’s a lot…no biggies, but these are bad habits that could be avoided. We all do it, and they’re sometimes hard to break!
My & Greg’s main problem is that we’re both as weak as one another when it comes to food. I’ve actually mastered the art of “Nandos Inception” as I like to call it. This is where I know I shouldn’t really have it because there are healthier options for dinner, but I love my Nandinos and will do whatever it takes to get my grubby hands on a plateful. I begin by planting a seed into Greg’s brain and developing the idea throughout the day so that come dinner time, he’s the one that suggests Nandos and I conveniently “give in” to this for his sake, when in actual fact it was all me. I can then enjoy my Nandos guilt free! Sneaky, I know…..
What Greg does in return is to sneak desserts into the house. I cheeky cheesecake here, or a block of chocolate there……and I don’t have the will power to say no. It usually starts because I’ll have a bad day and he just wants to cheer me up and it’s done out of love, but in the long run, it won’t get either of us anywhere. If it’s in my house, I will eat it.
Another problem is that when I finish work, the last thing I want to do is go to gym. I’d much rather head straight home to spend some time with Greg. I then trick my brain into thinking that I’ve made the right decision while sitting on the couch, watching a 30 Rock and stuffing my face with a mini Key Lime Pie….all in the name of love!
Well, this is where the next two weeks are so important. Greg is flying home to South Africa for 2 weeks tonight, leaving me at home with a golden opportunity. If he’s not at home, I won’t feel the need to skip gym to go home and spend time with him. If he’s not around I can’t indoctrinate him with my Nandos ideas and he can’t provide me with an endless supply of desserts….Do you see where I’m going with this?
Don’t get me wrong, I’ll miss him when he’s away, and I’ve already had my little cry when I had to say goodbye this morning, but if I can use the next 2 weeks to really work hard at the gym and try to get into a few better habits….hopefully I’ll be able to hold on to them by the time he gets back from his holiday. Hopefully…….
Absence makes the heart grow fonder, and hopefully the waistline slimmer! 🙂