A lot of you guys read this blog for shits and giggles. You like to see whom I will point out for their crazy and you get a little vicarious thrill when I expose the goof balls. Some of you might just read the blog for ideas on how to lose a shit load of weight in a rapid fashion. I write this for me, and I hope you get a kick out of it as I go. I read a lot. I learn from everyone, even the people that in my opinion make no sense at all. In the end, if everyone loses weight, then awesome. I take this, as I have said all the time, as if it is life and death. Today Kelly, one of the Challenge participants wrote a little rant about her Aunt. The post has been read by some of you already. If you have not, then go there now. If you think that your health is not at risk when you are very fat or obese or heavier, then think again. I make fun of the people that eat Nachos when on a diet because I am sad for them. They can not see it, they don't want to admit it, and they feel above it. The It is DEATH. I can not tell you enough that I am not out of the woods from self inflicted death from cookies and cake and pizza. You eat it, you poop, and the crap that you do not digest that hangs around in you is death. It is very simple, and nothing is more poignant than Death. Don't take my word for it, read the post today.
On another note, I got a really nice comment today from a woman that I think lives in Australia. It went like this...
you unknowingly participated in changing my life -- I found your blog. (I emailed you about where to find burnt sugar essence because I wanted to make Black Cake.) You were working in a job that did not make you happy. You have come a long way since then. Five years from now, each of the challengers who stick with your suggestions will be able to say the same. And who knows -- you might be on an author tour, or working on vol. II!
Ask me again why I bother to do this. See above. That made me smile....
7 comments:
I read it for the gung-ho, let's kill the fat, we can do this Attitude. It's like a dose of motivation...and what dieter doesn't want some o' dat?
The Big D is scary. Way scary.
And I have never heard of burnt sugar essence. Hmm. I guess I can google that up. :D
Kill all the fat!!!
No D in my house. Not gonna happen.
Hey Allan,
When I was younger I used to say, " I'm going to get Daibetes eventually, might as well enjoy my life when I'm young" young people can be so dumb.
I am in a similar boat as Kelly, the big D runs rampant in my family, has killed three of my grandmothers and is part of my life now through my mother.
I am not going to get it, not without a fight and not if I can help it.
I can so relate to Kelly's story. I lost my dad to complications to diabetes even though he did everything right as far as treatment. The complications can come with the disease whether it is in control or not. The best way to treat is to avoid it in the first place. Only about half the people in this country who are diabetic KNOW they have it. The symptoms are not always apparent and people who have weight issues often avoid seeing their doctors. My mom and my baby brother are diabetic right now. They don't care. They don't treat it. They eat and drink what they want. They are both morbidly obese. They saw my dad die and they still don't care. What do you do with people like that? I love them, but I can't be around them much. It is too heartbreaking to watch them slowly killing themselves. I don't know what I can do for them. I just have to take care of me now.
As a medical translator for a country with lots of wealth-related obesity, I've seen more than my share of obesity-related health problems... all the things caused by diabetes, the skeletal problems, the cardiovascular trouble you get yourself into... I think people should read stuff like that more often, and they'd maybe be inclined to loose their fancy rolls...
My mother, a diabetic, has diabetic retinopathy. She's had everything you can do to improve it, but nothing works. She told me that she can't lose weight and doesn't know why.
Here we go: she says she only has a "treat" daily and "cheats" a little. Who's she cheating? Herself. Her treats are a piece of fudge and a brownie EVERY DAY. And that's what she'll admit to.
Okay, choose between blindness and a brownie. I know which one a healthy person would choose. Some people just refuse to get better.
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