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A need to be moving.....

I ran into someone yesterday at Evil Big Box Store(tm) #1812, whom I hadn't seen in a few years. Cliff Note:I shaved before I left the house. Anyway when I saw him, I said "hi Gary." Gary replied with "Hey fat boy." Now Gary hasn't missed many meals in his life, and I know this was tongue in cheek. But I also know that my clothes have been getting tighter since I lost my job.

I'm glad that Spring is coming and the days are now longer. I'm also glad that I also had the initiative to move my fat rear end out of the house and around the development. 2.15 miles later, I am now writing this post and getting ready to hit the shower.

I don't like being called fat boy, even if it's true. So I need to do something about it.

Comments

Mike Golch said…
I know what you mean,my dad used to give me hell over my weight.I'll take fat boy over what he called me any day.
Brenda said…
Glad you feel motivated...I myself have had a motivation recently (more health issues than name calling), but still...that was rude of him!!!
Syd said…
Good for you Cliff. Nothing like a little exercise. Walking is great.
wzzp said…
Less fried chicken and more baked chicken? Say it ain't so!!!
YEKIMI said…
You think you're fat? Heck, when I climb in the tub to take a bath the water in the toilet rises!
Amel said…
Hey, GREAT job on adding the exercise! I haven't been exercising too regularly after I started my training, but then again every day I either bike or walk there and back - if I bike, it takes about 13 minutes per trip, if I walk it takes about 25 minutes per trip.
Michelle said…
Good wishes with the walking! I deleted "good luck", because that didn't seem the right attitude - losing weight isn't about being lucky.

Hey, have you posted the clean shaven you yet? I haven't seen any mention. I've been curious to see this smooth suave face. ;-)
Ben said…
The better weather sure helps. I've gotten out and walked during a couple lunch hours this week. It beats going out for lunch and spending money on too many calories and too much saturated fat. So from one walker to another, keep it up (walking, not weight).
Tracey Axnick said…
Exercise is one of those weird thing.... DOING it is the tough part, but once you do it you feel so great you're like "why don't I do this ALL the time?"

As far as Gary, you should have tripped him. Or smacked him upside the head. (Just kidding, but still. If someone had called me "fat girl", it would have been an UGLY scene....) :)

Keep up the good work with the exercise!
It blows my mind that people, even in jest, even when "kidding" say such stupid things. Who would say that? What self-loathing does he have that it someone makes him feel better to make someone feel worse? He probably pulls the wings of flies for fun. Sorry. I may be harsh, but I have seen and heard enough subtle bullying to know when it isn't so subtle, and shouldn't be accepted. I always think of something I could have said later when someone says something dumb. Now I have a stock question. When I hear someone say something like that I ask, with true concern "wow, why would you say something like that?" They then say "man, I was just kidding" and I say, " kidding or not, that was mean". It makes them think.

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