Jay G, takin’ it all off
I started reading about his determination to lose weight over at Ricky’s place and something clicked inside my head. I don’t know how or why. I had known for years that something was going to have to be done I just could not make myself do it.
Since January 1st of this year I have lost 33 pounds. My goal was to lose 52 pounds this year and I modeled that after Jay’s goal of one pound per week. By the looks of things I am going to make it with room to spare.
It is not easy but then again it is not all of that hard. I took my weight loss motto and stuck it to my refridgerator. “Stop eating you fat bastard!” I got that over at Ricky’s place too.
Nowadays, when I get really, really hungry I just drop by over at Alice’s place and smell the chowder or whatever other wonderful concoction she has put on a plate or in a bowl. It is not as good as eating it but surely it is okay for a man to dream.
I bought myself one of those big ‘ol damn balls that you blow up and that are supposed to help you exercise. I got the biggest and most industrial sized ball they had and took it home. Pumping it up was more exercise than I have had in a while but I finally got it to 93″ and then pulled out a little paper from the box that said, “Do not use if you are over 250 pounds”. What the hell! If I was under 250 pounds I would not have bought the damned ball. I use it anyway. I am just very careful. If that sucker exploded it would take me out along with my living room.
I had the same problem with a treadmill that I have. Do not use if you are over 275 lbs. What the hell?! If I was under 275 pound I would not have bought the damned treadmill. So I can’t use it. The motor starts smoking after about 10 minutes. My goal is to get to 274 and then burn the bearings out of that bastard.
I am 6′2″ tall. I have a 48″ chest, a 53″ waist and 52″ hips. (Do men have hips?) I weighed 300.8 this morning. Yeah. I can hear all of the ”HOLY SHITS” being mumbled but go ahead. Have your fun while you can. I have nowhere to go but down. And anyway. It is good to be able to weigh 300 pounds and somebody say, “Man. You look good. How much weight have you lost?” Let’s see what they say when I am at 212. That is what I weighed the day I got married 25 years ago.
Thanks Jay. Thanks Ricky. You both have played a big part in this.
And thank you too Alice. For the chowder.



You & Jay are making my meager advances look like Spud Webb standing next to Shaquille O’neal. You guys are awesome. Cripes, I’m sitting here eating low-fat yogurt after finishing off a protein drink and I feel as though I’m behind the curve because you guys are kicking so much butt.
Thanks for the update…..been looking forward to seeing your HEALTH (not weight) progress. You’ve already added length to your life & your heart is probably doing backflips.