Resolve.

I am an addict, and I’m angry. I am angry at myself for flinching at every attempt to eat healthy, live healthy and improve myself. I am angry at my society, who is accepting of such high levels of obesity and mediocrity. I have handed my life over to food companies who play on my mental weaknesses to fatten their bottom line and bleed away my health and productivity. In my current state, my body is a poor excuse for a human’s, laden down with excess fat, high blood pressure and flabby resolve. Failure builds on failure, and every time I stick my arm out that window, waving my money at the wage slave whose job it is deliver my fix, I’m that much further from success.

No more. Control is mine and I have given it away for too long. Today I take back control over myself. I’ve spent long enough KNOWING what to do about it. The time has come to DO IT. Today is November 24, 2008. As of this date, I am 270 pounds, with a size 48 pair of pants and a 3XL shirt. I resolve, starting NOW, to lose 2 pounds of fat a week, for the next 55 weeks. By this date, I will weigh 160 pounds and wear a size 30 pant.

I am done with fast food. Fast food is the human equivalent of animal feed. Those in seats of power hold their rule through the use of this nutritionally barren slop. Dollar menu? Fuck you. Feed the masses with cheap, readily available food whose nutritive value falls somewhere between what it resembles and the packaging it comes in, and you’ll keep them dull, fat, and complacent – just like a lot full of cattle.

I am ready to change. I have seen too much time pass being less than I know that I can be. I am ready to meet the man who I know lives inside me. I’m ready to be ME.