If you’ve paid attention, I’ve mentioned before that I am a pretty fat dude. In some ways it doesn’t bother me but in other ways it bothers me a great deal.
I’ve always been fat for as long as I can remember, always wore big baggy clothes and always tried to pretend it didn’t bother me. Some people believe being fat is some sort of disease, I disagree.
In most cases people have done nothing to stop themselves getting so fat but often by the time they realise they are on a slippery road to obesity it’s already too late.
I used to be a smoker. I started smoking when I was as young as 11 or 12. That sounds bad, but as the child of a smoker it was around me all the time. Smoking of course is a leading cause of cancer and in fact in 2000 at the age of 18, I lost mother to cancer. This still didn’t stop me from smoking, I continued to smoke for another 9 years until finally kicking the habit. In 2009 I lost my father to septicaemia. This in part was caused by him suffering from diabetes for years and a wound of his not being able to heal properly. What started as a cut on his toe, led to the possibility of losing his leg. The problem was because of his lifestyle in his younger days and the state of his body due to obesity his body wouldn’t have survived the surgery, so they had no option but to simply wait for the inevitable. Why am I telling you this? I guess it’s because I don’t want obesity to have the same effect on my kids and for them to see me suffer a similar fate.
I don’t want my kids growing up thinking it’s OK to be fat. It’s not. I don’t mean because it’s ugly or disgusting or any of that shallow stuff, being obese is bad because it’s unhealthy. I don’t want to be unhealthy for me or my kids.
On the flip side of that, losing weight is hard. People (mostly thin ones) think it’s easy. Eat fewer calories than you burn. In theory that works, but putting it into practise on a daily basis isn’t always possible and again once you’ve piled on the pounds its hard to get back on the healthy road.
Last time I went on holiday we stayed in an all-inclusive hotel. This meant that all food and drink was included. You could eat breakfast from 7-9, lunch from 12-3 and dinner from 7-10 but there was also snack bars available between those times. That means that nothing is stopping you eating between 7am and 10pm…thats 15 hours of food!
Of course there’s will power, but you’ll often find that’s gone on holiday too and probably to a different location all together!
On our last holiday in two weeks I put on 6lbs…thats nearrly half a stone in two weeks. They day we returned to the UK I started my diet. Want to guess how long it took me to lose that holiday weight? Nearly 4 weeks! That means it takes nearly twice as long to lose weight than it does to gain weight. Losing weight is hard!
So here we are again. I’m on a mission to change my fate and the fate of my children. I’m on a mission to shed some weight…again but will this time be any different?
This time i’m following weight loss plan/way of eating (They don’t like to call it a diet!)
This time, I’ve joined a gym!
This time, I’ve located my will power again…for how long, who knows!
Send me your positive thoughts.
Send me your stories if you’ve been on a journey from hefty to healthy.
Send me money…..unrelated to weight loss but every penny helps! 🙂
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As always, thanks for reading.