Here's a poor quality before pic.
And here's a story that really motivated me. That pic is April 28th in Staples Center, $350 seats for a Laker playoff game. Man, I hated going to games last season, so fat! I'm wearing black short in the pick. You can see a piece of my leg. What you cannot see is my knees are literally jammed into the seat in front of me. It was painful and made me squirm. When I squirmed, I bumped the back of the chair enough that the guy sitting in front of me got sick of it. Sigh, I felt awful. The seats next to me are empty because the person from one side was taking my pic, and the other was not there yet. A nice couple showed up a few minutes later and the husband had to sit on the end because he had a cast on his foot. His wife was next to me, and I could tell immediately she wasn't to pleased to pony up 3 bills for to be crowded into a seat. It was easty to see the disappointment in her eyes. I asked her about it. She said she felt claustrophobic sitting next to me. Ugh. Don't judge her though. She would have just kept her mouth shut and been miserable if I didn't start the conversation. So I switched seats with the guy who took the pic, a 150 pounder. And I crammed in next to him and my sister, who is to the right of me in that pic. I was wedged into that seat and the unforgiving steal sides hurt my hips for two and a half hours. This happens at amusement parks too. I wanted to do a ride with my daughter last year at Disneyland and the harness wouldn't latch. Crap. Stop the ride! Make a scene. Must remove fat man from seat. Sheesh, embarrassing for me and my kid. Let's not talk about airplanes. It's miserable being huge. Right before signing up here at 3FC I had company over for bbq. As dinner was served, I sat in the "head of the table chair". You know, one of the two with armrests. I had stopped sitting there because it was tight, but with company and all, I took the head seat. My *** wedged the armrests apart and that chair exploded beneath me. Sigh, so embarrassing. I have a huge head, XL hats are usually tight, but in that pick it looks undersized compared that "body" beneath it. Anyway, this is the type of stuff that made me decide to do it, do it fast, and whatever works has to be the way I eat forever. I was prepared to be a raw vegan or just not eat, if necessary. I would rather be lean, comfortable, happy, not embarrassing to myself or my daughter, not in pain every morning, able to buy clothes with no worries, enjoy Disneyland, Laker games, BBQs and so much more; than eat.
The early September post winter pics will be better quality but I despise fat porn. God why do they do that!? Strip some 350 pound embarrassed person down to his or her undies and show the world? Not cool. I hate the Biggest Loser and all the fat porn copycats. I am taking pics in an orange shirt on the first of each month. I deliberately picked a very tight shirt that is not very tight now.
