Getting fat is like wearing out a pair of shoes, one doesn't realize that things are going bad until you blow out the sole. I have often wondered, observing the 350lb guy stuffing his face in the food court at the mall, how you can let yourself grow to those proportions. I say to myself, "Don't you wake up one day and look in the mirror and say 'Wow, I'm getting to be a tub of goo.'" I just had that revelation about a week ago, and instead of buying purple shirts (ever notice how really fat people love purple) and flip-flops, I needed to start taking care of business.
I've been running for a week, eating right and trying to get more sleep. I'll keep you updated, but so far so good. I don't want to not want to look in the mirror. So strap up with me my friends, take a look in the mirror and I'll see you on the sidewalk.
