Fatty McFatArse

By my standards, I worked out pretty hard most of last year. And I drank a ton of protein shakes in order to add mass. So it should come as no surprise to learn that I've gained more than ten pounds in 2007.

I went from about 202lbs to nearly 215lbs!

As a refresher, I graduated from high school (1989) at a whopping 140lbs. I was around 160lbs when I met Cindy in 1994. I was 180lbs after we tied the knot and moved to Atlanta, GA around 1997. I have never weighed more than 207! And that was after Liam was born (1999), when I didn't care what I ate, what I drank, and I never did a lick of exercise. And I hovered around 190 for the better part of the last five years.

Stepping onto that scale and seeing 215 gave me a microsecond seizure. My eyes rolled up in my head. My brain started to shutdown. I couldn't breathe. My legs began to buckle.

And then it passed.

I realized: I'm working out with weights I thought I could do. And I'm running distances I never thought I could run. My clothes feel comfortable. I think I have definition and curves where I never had anything other than bones.

But I don't like that scale sneering TWO HUNDRED AND FIFTEEN at me. Don't like it one bit. I'm going to put some braincells to it. Gonna come up with an attack plan. Put a hurtin' on ol' Fatty McFatArse.

I'll never see 140 again. But I'm gonna move south of 200.