Tuesday, May 24, 2011

The Couple that Starves Together...




They say marriage requires sacrifice. That may be true in regard to the amount of time I waste sitting in the Laundromat. But overall, I’ve found marriage to be the product of many, many increases. For instance, I now have increased time with RP, increased contentment upon waking in the morning, increased bank funds due to joint checking, and – this just in – an increased waistline thanks to our mutual appreciation of food in nearly all its forms.

So what does one do when one is less-than pleased with the state of one’s midsection? One finds the world’s most painful diet (but one of the only that encouraged diet coke consumption) and drags her husband along for the ride. Actually, while discussing my extreme (non)-eating plans with my husband, it was RP himself who demanded to be in on the fun. His one (slight) protest came in the form of, “but what about all that leftover pizza in the fridge?”

That said, our fridge is now a mosaic of low-fat meats in all varieties, non-fat dairy in all its splendor, and enough Fage yogurt to appease a Greek army.

Time will tell how the Price’s survive the Dukan Diet. But I’m not eating fat free hot dogs for nothin’.


And on the same note; want to know what won't lose you five pounds? A mere 5k obstacle course followed by two days of binge eating. Luckily we have a bit of fun to show for our own undoing:












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