I'm American, which means it pretty much goes with the territory that I'm a fat bastard. However, I don't have to be happy about it. I weighed myself this morning, and found myself a staggering 208 lbs. This is for a 5'8" frame, which, medically speaking, means I'm obese.
It doesn't help that I've recently quit smoking.Now, just doing my daily thing will cause my weight to go up, which just doesn't seem right. I should be getting healthier from not smoking.
I'm constantly reminded that people are more active than I am. I mean, instead of bitching about how I can't do things like this, I could be trying to get more active so that moving about in this world isn't quite so tedious. I may never reach Joe Eigo status, but I can certainly be much, much more active than I am.
With snowboarding season coming up around the corner, I find myself making a solemn resolution: I must lose twenty pounds by the end of the year, and another twenty by six months out. Is it a lot of weight? Yes. Is it impossible? Not at all. I've been down to 135 before, though, admittedly, that was in fact too thin. What's sad is that even after dropping weight, I'll still be overweight. I can lose forty pounds of myself, and still be tipping the scales. Enough is enough, and I'm sick of fulfilling the American stereotype. Here's to thinner times!
Posted by John at September 29, 2004 08:30 AM | TrackBack