Yesterday I was weeding in my flower garden, when I suddenly realized, “Hey! This is easier than the last time I weeded. I can bend over without hurting.” You can’t imagine how painful some body positions are for the fat person, both inside and out. When I’m on my knees, bending over to do yard work, it causes my lungs to become all squished inside, and it’s hard to breathe.
My fat rolls are pressed so hard into each other that they ache! It’s possible to squish only a certain amount of fat into any given space. When I sit down and then bend over, the fat is especially compacted, and yowie! It hurts. How many roly-polies do you see doing yard work? Believe me, the brave ones who do are huffing and puffing and grunting away!
Anyway, I’m feeling and seeing differences in my body. Not only was it easier doing yard work yesterday, it’s much simpler getting in and out of the Opel GT. Sports cars were not designed for obese people. And I can see a visible reduction in the width of my shoulders—yahoo! Forty-four more pounds, and I leave the realm of the obese forever. When I weigh 199, I will feel simply “fat.” Ha! I am actually looking forward to being fat!
September 21, 1991. In the three years since I wrote that entry, I have read hundred., of articles about obesity. I am dreadfully sorry to have to write that at 199 pounds, I would still be obese. The clinical definition of obesity is 20 percent or more over your Ideal body weight. If my perfect wag’ ht were 140 pounds, I would be obese at 169 pounds. Gee whiz! A paltry 169 sounds nearly emaciated to me iv’ bt now!