I recently lost some weight after having eaten bad food. No, I didn’t vomit it out – let me tell you what happened. My stomach is kind of sensitive. So when something goes wrong like eating bad food that’s either old (restaurant squeezing every last dollar out of their supply) or dirty (idiots at a restaurant handling the food before I eat it), I tend to have issues for awhile. This time it was about ten or eleven days that my stomach was being finicky afterwards.
So I wasn’t eating much. And I lost a noticeable amount of weight. I wasn’t going to the gym. I was hardly burning any calories because I sit down all day – and pretty much all night as well. I was practically immobile but still lost a good bit of weight. Six or seven pounds… This made me think back to an article I read which stated that exercise isn’t the best way to lose weight. Reason being: the more you exercise, the more you need to eat. And this is true.
Now while this isn’t really such a terrible thing on the surface, there are two things that concern me greatly…
I wrote this to a loved one this evening and thought it would be good to share with other fat fucks like myself… You FAT fuck! Yeah, when I asked you if you weighed 270 a couple of weeks ago,
If you’re reading this at Facebook, you need to click the link to view the whole thing – otherwise you’ll just see these couple of sentences. Everyone is always bewildered about where “the rest” is. This is only an except.
Boy oh boy.. Well, I weighed about 270 pounds at my heaviest – which wasn’t all fat – but I didn’t look good. So a couple of years ago I decided to lead a more healthy life. If you’re really
Obviously I’d set very long-term goals back in January. 2009 was/is an entire year dedicated to losing fat. I’ve gone from 243.4 pounds (not my heaviest, actually) at 26.8% body fat and 39.0% lean mass to 174.6 pounds at 15.7% body fat and 28.0% lean mass in nine months. I’ve lost 11.1% body fat and 11.0% lean mass. That’s about half the fat I had on my body – as well as half the muscle I had. I’ll get the muscle back next year.
Well, I just saw 191 on the scale this morning.. It’s very nice to walk behind women and children and not have them looking over their shoulder, watching my every move. It’s also nice to be out of size 44