Yeah. Itās hard. I started lifting when I was about 38 and was balls to the wall and I stuck with it for like 3 years. Then I slowly fell off and gained a bunch of weight. My husband tried hard to push me back to it and all it did was piss me off. It took me being ready to get back to it. Honestly being on this forum is the thing that really engaged me. Actually, now that I think about it, Iām the one who got my husband into lifting. Then I quit. Then I got him into running. Then I quit. Guess you could say consistency is my problem. But you are correct. You can give someone all the support and information in the world, but they have to take the steps. Still hard to sit back and watch though.
I know that weight. I call it comfort weight. One of my favorite things about my husband is that he is completely unconcerned with my physical appearance. I could put on 100# and he would still love me. He married me fluffy. Lol. Problem with that is that I KNOW he doesnāt care. No incentive to stay hot.
Edit: although I aged out of hot. Now Iām going for āmoderately acceptableā.
Yeah. Thatās legit. Thatās actually what pushed me. Most of my family is morbidly obese and my mom has Alzheimerās. Watching my dad not be able to walk because all he does is eat and sit in a chair, then watching my mom slowly disappear. I donāt want to go out like that. We eat clean, I am lifting, I donāt drink, I stay off social media (except tnation obviously) and I donāt watch TV. These are all things I do to avoid following the path that the people I love are cruising down.
Vanity is still a pretty solid motivator for me. If you check my log you wonāt see any logging of my cholesterol but you can bet your sweet bippy that my weight is on there. Lol