Five Years, One Hundred Pounds



I don't know if you remember this or not, but in 2002 I weighed 285 pounds. I was a fat fuck. I wore a size 46 pant and a size 18 shirt. I ate everything, and always went back for seconds and often thirds. I could barely breathe and most any physical activity was out of the question.

I weighed myself this morning and I now weigh 185 pounds. I must say, I feel pretty good about that. I am now the thinnest I've ever been and it's a big milestone for me. I look better, I feel better physically and mentally, and I know I'm not going to drop dead at any minute. Meg and I rode our bikes a total of four miles yesterday and five years ago I couldn't have even gotten on a bike.

When people find out that I used to be fat (because I tell them when I see them scarfing down a 2000 calorie burger from Jack in the Box) they say, "How did you lose the weight?" I usually say something like, "I stopped eating fatty chemicals out of a paper bag." They look confused and then realized that I'm talking about what they're eating. I like feeling superior in this regard (as I'm sure you well know).

The big goal now is to lose ten more pounds to be at my "goal" and then become more fit, leaner and stronger. Wish me luck, you fucking bitches.
- posted by Mason @ 11:45 PM