{almost} Encouragement

If you recall, I joined Jazzercise this summer, and (when I go) it is a blast. But lately, with the cold weather creeping in and my bed being so wonderfully warm, I have been slacking. 
Recently I read somewhere that it can be good for a couple to work out together, to motivate each other, offer support, etc.
...No offense to Jord, but I don't want to see him doing the hip walk at Jazzercise. And he doesn't need to see me all red-faced and sweaty. Not my best moments.
So, in an effort to keep us connected as a couple, I told Jord about some goals I would like to set:

• Go to Jazzercise 3x a week
• Drink at least 2 bottles of water during day (roughly 4-5 cups)
• Eat smaller portions
• Cut back on snacking

Jord had a few goals as well, so we are now prepared to keep each other motivated and remind one another of why we want to exercise. (What a good couple we are!)

As I washed some dishes from dinner I told Jord I have been feeling fat recently (truth!) ...I have picked up 5-8 lbs since we were married and I do not intend to let it hang around. I waited politely for my encouragement, and when it didn't come, I gently suggested he encourage me.

The Husband's Encouragement: But you have a plan!

Not quite what I was looking for. 

He eventually found his way to "you are always beautiful," much better.