Good news: I think the hubs may join

My husband is like me, a former athlete turned couch potato, turned intermittent exerciser, turned frustrated intermittent exerciser who spent way too much time *****ing about it. I think he’s finally making the final leap into “I’m so frustrated about it I’ll calorie count.” When I first started doing this he sort of scoffed at me, then he was critical of the time I spent doing it, then he was super supportive, then he would occasionally make off handed comments about my decision (“hun, you’re the only person who thinks of food in terms of ounces”), and the other day he finally said “well, I don’t want to do it, but I think it may be time to start calorie counting. I mean, it’s worked well for you, right?”
I sort of feel bad for him, as I know his frustration to an extent but where I was athletic, he was an elite athlete. He made Olympic trial cuts in college, putting an insane number of miles in the pool every day, but was not mentally there to actually attend an Olympic trial event. Now he’s over weight, slightly out of shape, and thinking he can still push his body the way he used to. If anyone remembers any of my posts, you may remember the one where I was concerned for his hr spikes. He’s going to see a cardiologist, but I really think it’s because he’s not used to being out of shape and is having a difficult time coming to terms with it, this is what it looks like on his body. I love him no matter what shape he is, as he has loved me in all my different glories, but I would love to see him get back to “fighting weight” too . . . man he had a banging body.