Confessions of a Fat Man Two (A Lesser Man)

On January 4th I wrote a blog, "Confessions of a Fat Man" in which I described my life and feelings as a fat man and basically let you all know that I was sick of it and doing something about it.

This is an update. I can't say that it is without pride and boasting that I post this, because there is a little of that here. I can say that part of my posting this information is for accountability purposes.

On Monday, January 3rd, 2011 I signed up for Weight Watchers for Men Online. I chose Weight Watchers because they teach you healthy, balanced eating and portion control, along with a steady regimen of daily exercise.

I had tried Weight Watchers before from hand-me-down materials my mother and friends had given me. It would work and then after 3 months I would quit. ( I say three months because that is the longest I ever lasted)

This time seems different to me. I am committed to taking off the weight and being healthy. There is a resolve that is God-given...a self-control given by the Spirit, that is allowing me to commit to this and get things done.

As of Monday, April 11th, I have lost 51 pounds! I can tell a little bit of a difference around various parts of my body and can feel a bit more energy. My ultimate goal is to get down around 225 pounds. I still have a long road ahead of me and many more pounds to shed.

I share this and get this out in the open because I do want to continue and need you to bug me about it now and again to make sure I'm doing it.

Again, I'll ask you to raise one of your 8 daily glasses of water...Here's to healthy living!

Confessions of a Fat Man

I am obese. I'm tired of being obese. I'm trying to do something about it. I like food. I believe I have sometimes idolized food. I love to eat, especially late at night in front of the T.V. I hate exercise. My six-year-old daughter tells me at least once a week that I should exercise so I won't be fat anymore. I believe people look at me differently because I am obese. I have hindered myself with many opportunities because of my weight. I hate flying because of my weight. The arthritis in my knees and ankles make it hard for me to exercise. I believe my lack of self-control in the area of food is a sin. I dislike that my children want me to do all these activities with them but I can't, or won't, because I don't have the energy. I began a healthy eating plan yesterday to help me lose weight. I need to lose about half of myself in weight to be in the zone that the medical field considers to be healthy. I will spare you the shirtless before and after photos. I wasn't always obese. The weight really began to take off after I moved from home and started eating out more and not taking the time to cook for myself. God has given me satisfaction with the food that I've eaten the past day-and-a-half. I have a long road ahead of me.

Raise one of your 8 daily glasses of water...here's to healthy living!