My Fat, Happy Buddy George
I often think back to how happy I thought I was during my non-healthy living days. I would always feel happy when I ate food, or did whatever I wanted. It was all a cover up though. Recently an online friend of mine sent me this email, he gave me permission to post it. I think it is very profound, as it struck a cord with me.
“Beefgut wrote:
OH hey, Israel,
Great to chat with you and learn about your goals, well you will want to hear about my buddy George who is kind of not in the same frame of mind as you, man…
George used to be an athlete back in high school (before I knew him) and played at about 165-180 pounds. He’s 5-10 and has a good musculature. But after college, he started getting more lazy and relaxed, and piling on the weight… now he’s 340, and loves his fastfood too much to quit! The guy is pretty lazy and out of shape too, and I don’t think the cigs he smokes are the healthiest, heh … but he’s comfortable. I tell him that he has to watch his cholesterol and so on, but he just laughs. He had it checked a few years ago and it was 290, god only knows what it is now! He says ‘hey I am a jock’ and nothing can happen.
I’m sure hoping he’s right! Well, that’s a bit of an intro to my fat, happy buddy George… he’d definitely take you out to a Denny’s or something and make sure you ate till you popped. A cheat day never hurt, right?”
That got me thinking about how I was always depressed, but on the outside I would appear happy. I was never really meant to be a fat person, as long as I exercised I could eat whatever I wanted. I used to feel like I was on top of the world before I gained all of the fat weight. I would always go to Taco Bell on Tuesday’s for Taco Tuesdays, two for the price of one. I must admit I did enjoy eating lots of food, still do. I love a delicious meal. I think that in my other life I was a food critic. LOL. But seriously, I was really depressed with my weight and eating habits. I was out of control. I am still working on the effects of all of that, but it’s gotten better.
Can any of you relate with Fat Happy George?
keep up the good work and the fat will just melt off. just work and dont really pay much attention to it and b4 u know it the fat is gone!!
I wish I could make it that simple.
I have a friend, she is also morbidly overweight but she refuses to do a thing about it. The poor thing is, although she’s aware that her family has obesity problem (and sure she has the tendency to be obese from the start), she still refuses to be selective on what she eats. She appears to be happy outside and I have no idea whether she actually worry about her health (her father died of heart attack). She even refuses to do gastric bypass surgery or anything (she has the money), that makes me wonder whether she realizes her true condition or not.
Sad to hear that.
Not really, but I do feel contented whenever I eat.. but I eat with care.. not to over eat myself and I don’t feel nice when I think my body look ugly..
Unfortunately I can relate. What drives me to improve is the knowledge that my recent past does not necessarily have to be my future.