Joel and I have gone on a diet together.
Mostly, it's good. We've both lost weight and are feeling better. It's always fun to do something like this together, too. We've been walking a lot in the afternoon/evening and there is some friendly competition, of course.
There's just one little problem.
He has lost over double the weight I have lost. And if he keeps up at this rate, he is going to weigh less than I do in a couple weeks unless I find some way to lose really fast before then. I am exercising way more than he does. All he does are our walks and basketball on Saturday mornings. I do our walks plus ride my bike for another 45 minutes. And if I don't ride the bike I kill myself doing Jillian instead. Every. Single. Day.
So on weigh-in days I kind of hate him.
(But I still love that we're in this together.)