The onset of the new year brought on yet another attempt for me to try and get back to some semblance of shape. My goal for Twenty10 on the weight front isn’t to get completely buff by the end of the year — not that I wouldn’t accept it if I did — but rather to transform from my morbidly obese state to where I’m Hollywood fat, aka Seth Rogan fat.
You know, it’s the kind of fat where you can be cast as the fat guy in most movies and get the occasional romantic lead and be believable in it. Not the fat that I’m at right now where you might get cast in a football movie where you play some fat ass that’s obviously too short to play football but gets cast anyway cause he’s fat or you don’t get cast at all because it’s funnier to get some skinny guy in a fat suit to play the role. In other words, if this year goes as planned I will make the transformation from The Nutty Professor to Seth Rogan.
I started the year at 328.0 lbs and got down to 325.0 lbs after the first week despite a hiccup last Saturday where Brandon’s girlfriend cooked enough food for twenty people and Justice and I scarfed it all down by ourselves while watching the Bengals sadly lose to the much hated Jets. Much beer was also consumed at that time, so the 3 lb drop for the week was quite surprising. This week has been going well and I’m expecting another respectable drop in lard on Sunday’s weigh-in. And, as always, you can follow my progress here.