Diary of a Fat Man Part 3
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Band Aids for Big Bellies
This is the Big Sexy lifestyle. This is the life, gorging at food, drinking from the fountain of George Foreman grill, and loading up on the beer. My eyes were shut closed as my tummy widened, believing I was Big Sexy...until something happened at the start of 2007. I was inspired by Vivian at the moment to get healthier. Still a gym member, I figured I'd give the trainer deals a shot. That's when I found out I had topped the scale at 238. Ray Lewis of the Baltimore Ravens weights 238, but he's like 6'1 and the most BMF (bad@ss mutha f*ck@r) in the NFL. After a few months of training, and careful eating I managed to get down to 207, my high school graduation weight. I had stopped drinking since I realized a healthy person can't be drinking that much. I'm completely off pot. I didn't even think about quitting that one, a pursuit of a healthier lifestyle just made me forget about it.
Eventually I slipped up again. Crispy Pata and Kentucky Fried Chicken were just too good to pass up at the time, resulting in food fights. I was still attached to the fat. They were too good to pass up on. Veggies could never substitute this oil drenched crispiness. I ended 2007 somewhere around 215.
In 2008, I had bad cholesterol reading. The doctor sent me to Fat Class, and that prompted another rush. I began keeping a diary, and Nintendo came out with the Wii Fit. Every day, the Wii Fit would call me obese and give a score. It became a game to lose that weight and lower my BMI score. Sadly for the first few months, I didn't lose much weight. I was still closing in towards 220. My workouts became a little more intense, and tried to manage my food intake better. With no supervision or technical suport of any kind, just working out with what I know. I had somehow stabalized at 208 by the fall.
As Good as it Gets
I felt 208 that was good enough. I'm not as fat as others, I'm a pretty muscular guy. I had better health while getting my grub on. My emotional attachment to fatty foods had diminished and I had welcomed the wonderful world of fruits, veggies, and Activia. The Wii Fit continued to call me Obese, but what does it know, it' machine, I'm full of muscle and denial.
It felt good being at 208, but around Christmas, when clothes wouldn't fit right, I began blaming the sizes, but as I look deeper into it, it's my tummy that's at fault. But will I do something about it? And how far will a few extra sit ups and push ups take me?
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Vivian Araullo says:
6 months ago
Oh denial..denial...it's the clothes, not me... the US clothing manufacturing industry is stupid for creating "vintage" fits...thats why I can't fit into these really cute Large blazers and shirts...Damn these fashion designers, damn, where that XL???