Why I am fat Weight: 260 lbs.Posted: October 14, 2009
Inspired by Escape from Obesity
“Nothing tastes as good as thin feels.”- I have no idea.
I forgot what it is like to be thin. Forgot what it is like to tie my shoes without getting winded. Forgot what it is like to be able to swim more than 2 laps without feeling like I dragged a semi up a hill. Forgot what is like to look into a mirror and see a swimmer’s build.
Now, I am 5’10 260 lbs of slop. An extra 100 pounds on top of a thin person. For you thin people go grab four 25 lb dumbells, stick them in a backpack and where it over your stomach. Now go run. Or climb stairs. Tie your shoes. I am not seeking pity or sympathy, just wanted to show you how I feel daily.
I got this way through no one’s fault but my own. But,how did I get this way? One oh so delicious gift from the gods Big Mac to many? Well, not just one. But it is that one moment, that split second when one decides that a Big Mac is worth whatever consequences it brings… it is the hundreds of times in ten plus years when one Big Mac, one taco supreme, does not seem all that harmful… it is the accumulation of 500 tacos, 300 Big Macs, 700 Cokes, 800 chocolate chip cookies, … over a ten year span, that got me to where I am. Each instance is small. Just one Chalupa. Just for today. Add them up and you get to be 130 pounds overweight. In each and every instance, I chose a Meximelt here, baked ziti there over my health. I am a fucking fat bastard. Proof:
I am tired of being tired all the time. Tired of the blood pressure pills and the sleep apnea machine. Tired of not being able to chase Madaghan, tired of only having one or two pairs of pants that fit. Tired of not fitting into my uniform.Tired of losing the fight against the Taco Bell, McDonald’s, pizza cravings on a daily basis. Tired of hearing that bitch on Wii Fit say:” That’s Obese” I hate her.
Well, no more. By putting this fight onto this blog, somehow it makes it all the more real. Along with my goal of being able to chase Madaghan around the backyard, publishing this fight gives me one more weapon in my arsenal. Somehow if I stop at Taco Bell or eat to many cheese ravioli’s, I will be letting my audience down.
How am I going to loose weight? I am trying the Put the Damn Fork Down Diet. No pills, no weight loss secrets only found on TV. I am going to watch what I eat, pay attention to calories, Wii fit every night, walk, light weight lifting, generally stop being a lazy fat ass. Oh! and drink water and nothing but water. The occasional beer aside, no more soda, juice, juice mixed with water, coffee. No more snacks. No more eating after 7pm. No more eating anything that comes from a drive thru. I will weigh myself on the first of every month and that is the weigh that gets published on this blog.
Ready? This bullshit fat tired lifestyle ends here, ends now. All I have to do is hit PUBLISH. Once I hit it, it’s out there, for all to see.
Thinking of Taco Bell in Middletown. How I will miss thee.
Maybe one more meal of Meximelt, Taco Supreme, and Soft Taco before I publish this? Kind of like a last meal type of thing? One last celebration together? Notice I capitalized those food products? See how important those food items are to me? They’re like friends. Ok I am hitting it now. Here goes nothing….just one more Taco Supreme…see how hard this is? Ready?