Thank God for Spandex – I’ve Gotten Fat
Relatively speaking, I’ve been doing my best to not hold back lately on this blog, as well as that one. A small part of me hopes to gain more readership from this, and not piss off too many people. The comments have been warm and the feedback is also honest, I thank you all for that.
The Meat of the Matter
I’m fat, fat for me. On average “heavy” for my athletic build was 160, I strive for 135 when I was racing and was happy with 150. Yesterday at the YMCA I weighed in at 179. ONE HUNDRED SEVENTY NINE POUNDS?!?! 179 lbs is only 21 away from 200.
This is about when my mom chimes in and reminds me that I’m tall (5’10) and athletic, but jeesh when did all this happen?
Fine Details of Being Fat
- I can only wear 1/4 of my wardrobe. That is a ton of wasted clothes, and buttons being strained.
- At a local swap meet on Sunday I picked up a FatCyclist jersey for $10. I can wear it with honor now.
- You feel guilty every time you eat, work out or do/don’t ride. You feel like you’re doing something wrong or not hard enough.
- A piece of you is in hiding. Waiting to become a human punching bag of snark comments. “You look different” or..”have you been riding?” <- that is my favorite.
- A quick reminder, right in the gut, that you aren’t as young as you once were.
The Finer Details of Not Being Fat
- The gym isn’t doing squat for me. Yes, I’m getting muscles and all that but I hate being on a machine for more than 20 minutes at a time. That won’t help with much weight loss. I plan to change my gym/riding strategy. Ride in the mornings and evenings when possible, and hit the weights 3 times a week
- My music is becoming harder rock. Maybe a rise in my heart rate will burn more calories.
- Being fat only makes me fatter. I’m getting more and more frustrated with myself, so I eat worse!
What are Your Tips and Suggestions?