I am an emotional eater. Yes, I admit it.
My husband is a smoker.
We both want to stop.
So, yesterday, after struggling through a workout (at least I did), we made a deal. He'll quit smoking if I start taking better care of myself and trying to get my emotional eating in check. We are hoping to keep each other accountable and encourage each other to improve our health and mental wellness.
I am a little scared. It's like letting go of a security blanket. It's hard to get out of a comfort zone, even if it's for the best.