Fat And Happy
I was accused of being lazy the other day. I normally don’t mind being called names, but I did mind this. Lazy is a nasty little four-letter word that doesn’t get a lot of notice. The reason that I minded being called this is that I didn’t feel it was justified.
To better understand the reason behind my being called lazy, you must know some information about me. I am on a break from working out right now, and I could fall into the category of “Let Myself Go”. I was in the military for six years, and every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday I was up and running by 6am. I was like the USPS in that I had to run in rain, sleet, or snow. I enjoy exercise and love the feeling I get running, but I am not going to lie when I say that I haven’t missed it at all. I enjoy sleeping in and my only brush with the cold is my morning walking of the dog. My break with working out was only going to last a couple weeks but as of today is going on six months strong.
I have also enjoyed all the lovely food that I couldn’t eat in the military due to a weight limit. I have crammed six years of repressed eating into six months and it now shows. I don’t mind it at all since it gives me somewhere to rest my arms, but I find that I am starting to miss my old ability to tie my shoes and not lose my breath. However, I don’t miss it enough to go running…yet.
Now I know that you are probably asking yourself, “How in the hell does this guy think that he doesn’t deserve the lazy badge”? Well I have a simple answer for you, I earned it. Yep, that is right. I feel I have earned every bit of this chubby suit I am wearing. Also, I am only lazy right now with working out and not with work, chores, etc. Therefore, I don’t think I should be called lazy. Nonathletic? Maybe. Lazy? Nope.
I plan to start working out again soon since my pants are getting tight. Now if you just thought to yourself that I should buy new pants a size bigger, you are truly lazy. I am too cheap to go that route, and I feel that the tight pants should always be enough of a warning that you need to turn it up. Don’t use the pants method though if you are in the 40 or 50 size range. If you are wearing those, then they are probably stretchy pants and can’t be trusted.
Anyway, the only thing that matters in life is whether you are happy. I don’t care if you are 90lbs or 500lbs, if you are happy with yourself then more power! Everyone knows the risks these days for everything, so don’t preach to me that anyone that is 500lbs shouldn’t be happy. If you are that big and you love it, then listen to your own heart. After all, we only have one life to live.
May 16, 2007 at 11:34 pm
Cool post!
May 17, 2007 at 8:15 am
I do try. Thank you.
July 9, 2008 at 8:47 am
There are health concerns to being overweight, most of them leading to a shorter life, and ultimately being unhappy. Saying you “will do it later” is almost by definition being lazy/procrastinating. Who ever told you that you were lazy, has a good point. You once worked out, kept in shape, cared about your body, now you just don’t care. You will do it later. It is not important right now. You may not be lazy in every aspect of your life, but in an important one you are.
Seems to me like you should be doing something, instead of trying to justify why you are what weight you are. Even people who stay thin with out exercise can be incredibly unhealthy. Running a few times a week doesn’t require a lot of commitment, but the payoffs are well worth it.
June 13, 2009 at 11:24 pm
The nice thing about America is that being fat is so hot right now.
June 29, 2009 at 5:15 am
I can say I got to know you during your iron man phase in the Marines
. I can relate to weight issues myself. I am currently OK, but only because of the good friend treadmill (right behind me). I love my food, so it’s imperative. I didn’t realise the marines kept you on so tight a diet. I remember we went to some Japanese restaurant in Saga, so maybe it was gastronomic orgy for you? Get back into some form of exercise, find something you enjoy – as then you’ll stick to it long term.