| 10 March |
My name is Paul… and I’m fat. |
Welcome to FatManRunning.org. This is my personal journey down the road to finding a thinner me. I won’t say skinny because frankly that’s something I’ve never been (and am never likely to be!). But I’m 5′8 and weigh 267.5 pounds as of this morning. That puts me in the bowling ball status. And that, dear readers, isn’t a great place to be.
So why am I writing a blog about it? Good question. I doubt anyone will actually ever read this, but I will. And the threat of public humiliation is, in some insane way, motivation. Certainly not my only one, but I can’t deny that it is there. And I need all the motivation I can get to stop being a slug. As my wife frequently reminds me, if I die before her she’s going to dig me up and kill me again.
10 years ago I was 22 years old and weighed 182 pounds. I ran 4-5 miles a day mostly because I had large angry men yelling at me that I had to (I was in the Army). I could do 60 pushups and 80 situps in 2 minutes, run 2 miles in under 12 minutes, and in general was a pretty fit guy. Then I got a series of incredibly painful stress fractures that made running feel like I was standing on pieces of glass, and I was discharged from the Army. 10 years and almost 100 pounds heavier, here I am.
So here’s my plan… I’m going to run it off. Step by step, quite likely pausing to puke frequently in the initial stages. I’m sure I’ll be doing mroe walking than running too. But I’ll get there. I want to run a half marathon by the fall. I’m also dieting, low carb. Not the best combination for a runner but I know what works for me in terms of losing weight. I love sugar too much. Waaay too much.
So I’ll use this blog as a diary. I’ll post some pictures, weigh ins, etc; If no one but me ever reads it I guess that’s ok, as long as I reach my goal. Not much else I can say about that :).