Saturday, January 31, 2009

Fatty's UNITE!

Just a quick question, does anyone out there know what it's like to weigh over three hundred pounds? I do. I weighed in this morning at 312lbs, some doctors would say that's gross obesity at it's best. I would probably have to agree.

So since we are all in agreement, my fat self, and some doctors who know that I am a fatty, I decided that it was time to become less, well what's a good word for it, FAT! Have you ever tried that? It's hard. Last year around Feburary me and my fat friend decide we need to make that change in our life so that we can both feel comfortable pulling off the beadsheet we call a shirt at the beach.

Now it's no supprise when you're fat and decide to loose weight, that you would naturally go join a gym and starve yourself, eating only cellery sticks and carrots. Well, I like my food at it has put me in the great shape I'm in now, round. I learned in kindergarden that is a shape, so there for am I not in shape? Well the gym was hit hard and pounds were lost, muscle was gained, and ego's smashed to bits. It's hard to go to the gym a bunch of testosterone pumped up freaks, steroid users, and marathon warriors seemingly watching your every move, "what's the fatty going to do now? maybe he should try some crunches!" (Let's be honest, that doesn't really happen, it's just what goes through your head when you're morbidly obease) So it's hard to get into a ring of on lookers doing their olyptical work out, pounding down on stairmasters and wizzing on bikes.

But here's a thaught I had while walking home from work the other night. Why don't I just jog alittle bit. So I did, jogged for a couple blocks, stoped and walked up a steep hill. Decided hay, that wasn't so bad. So i did it again, I ran intotal 4 our of 5 kms that night. Now to some that run 50 kms like it's nobody's buisness this is no big feat. But for a 312 lb behemith this is huge. So I decided this will be a regular occurance for me. I invited my wife along to hit up the streets and pound some pavement. My wife is in much better shape that I and while encouraging, it really pissed me off having her there, her encouragments turned to taunting, her uplifting comments to put downs. Just not a good idea.

Long story short, wives are great dont' get me wrong, but unless you are on the same playing feild, so to avoid a long pointless story, I should run on my own.