Cracking the Whip

I have a self-imposed two and a half months to lose weight. My daughter is graduating from high school and I’m tired of looking fat in pictures. I know losing some weight is no guarantee I won’t still look fat, but maybe I’ll look a little better. Still, I’m less than motivated for the task.

As Lion said in his post, he’s trying to get in better shape. His initial statement to me was that he’ll have a Lion tamer at home and a Lion trainer at the gym. However, at the very end of his post he seems to suggest that he wants me to monitor his progress. The thought crossed my mind last night that I should contact his trainer and ask her to send me progress reports. She could chalk it up to my being either a concerned wife or a controlling wife. “What a bitch! She wants to know everything this poor guy does.” Poor guy indeed.

On the plus side, if Lion gets into shape I could tell him to drop and give me twenty push ups as a punishment. That might be interesting. To me at least. Not so much to him. Or when I make him stand in the corner he might have to hold something heavy. There could be endless possibilities.

I’d settle for Lion being in better shape and feeling better. We both need that. I’m not sure I really want to crack the whip on his exercise program. We’ll have to see how it goes. If he starts slacking I may need to step in but it’s too soon to tell right now.