I Gotta Stop Being a Fat Ass

I struggle with my weight. I have for a long while now. I grew up really skinny. I marvel at old photos of myself. I looked pretty good back then (but I didn't think so back then).

Now, I'm a fat slob.

But I've been working on changing that these past two months.

I've lost about 20 pounds so far. I'm getting back into clothes that I couldn't wear for a few years.

I'm eating better, jogging every other day (more or less), and lifting weights on the days I don't jog. I give myself one day off within the week for recovery and I let myself splurge on the weekend.

So hopefully, I'll go from fat ass to being able to kick yo' ass.

OK, not you personally-- you who might be reading this. I meant "you" figuratively.

I've been on this weight loss journey before. But this time I think I'm going to stick with it and succeed.

I've realized that it's really not about losing any particular amount of weight. It's simply about adopting a consistent lifestyle of health and wellness.

The weight loss-- that will simply be the icing on the cake, so to speak.

The region I live in is noted for having a population with high obesity. That seriously needs to change. That's gotta start with me. My family and our habits.

Just can't eat those fried Twinkies any more.

OK, I've never had a fried Twinkie before. But I eat my share of burgers, French fries, pizza, fried chicken and fish, chips, chocolate, cookies, cake, and Southern Iced Sweet Tea.

OK, see . . . I'm not helping myself right now.