And I'm going to admit it.
Pete's clothes are too big on him. I'm full out jealous of that. Don't get me wrong, I'm happy as can be for him. He's worked hard, sometimes too hard, to get to this point. He came down the stairs in a sweatshirt that I got him last Christmas. It was swinging on him around the waist. I told him that the sweatshirt is getting big. And I love the smile on his face as I said that. You could tell that he appreciated the compliment.
But inside? Inside me was jealousy. I want that too big feeling. I want to see results like he is seeing. I'm working, but not like him. I'm doing 2-3 days of weights and 2-3 days of cardio. I'm also not limiting my food intake at breakfast & lunch to cereal and milk only. I'm also not working out 2 hours a day to the tune of 1000 calories burned.
Different. I need to remember that he is going to see big results with the way that he is working. I'm going to see smaller results. And I do see results. It's not that I don't. If I'm honest with myself I want the big results, but I can't do a plan like that. I won't do a plan like that because it sets me up for failure later in life when I can't sustain it. I need to remember this post in the future after he has his surgery, because it will be like this for a long time.
So, inside I'm jealous, outside I'm happy and tomorrow is another day to work out and make good choices for me.