A FAT GUY’S JOURNEY (to Not Being a Fat Guy)
Post #1 3/13/15
I don’t think this is going to be
a particularly easy piece to write. Nor should it be, I suppose. I imagine it will be embarrassing at the very
least, and humiliating at its worst. As
I begin this journey, as I’ve dubbed it, I stand five-foot-six and weigh an
astonishing –and disgusting- 248 pounds.
I’ve always been fat. I remember as a kid hating being on the
‘skins’ in gym class. I remember not
getting off the knot in the rope climb, as well. I laughed it off, but I was embarrassed. Not embarrassed enough to not eat that extra
Ring Ding or have that extra glass of soda, though. I wore baggy shirts and never tucked them
in. That fooled everyone, right?
So now, at age 56, I’m a short,
fat diabetic with high cholesterol and blood pressure. I’ve always had an exaggerated fear of dying,
but even that hasn’t been enough to keep me from eating and drinking to
excess. It hasn’t scared me into
exercising either.
So now, today, I begin eating
better and getting out of my chair occasionally. And sharing the details on my new blog, “A
Fat Guy’s Journey”. Wish me luck.
