Fat to Fit: My breaking point

Fat to Fit: My breaking point
The cover photo for the ChicagoNow blathering at Goose Island.

Since moving to the Chicagoland area a few years ago, my waist has slowly been creeping up in size. Like most who have weight issues, I had no clue how much I was gaining, I just knew I was getting a bit bigger.

Knowing I was getting fatter, I recall convincing myself that I was working on it. I would order a single bacon cheeseburger instead of a double. I would only eat one Sausage Burrito at McDonald's instead of two. Of course, like everybody that has a life change, reality eventually slapped me in the face, and I realized what I was doing was wrong.

My slap came on August 9th of last year. It was nothing major like some people have (i.e. medical issue), mine was a vanity issue. As a gay man living in a gay mecca, a vanity issue is a pretty severe slap to one's ego.

You see, the night prior, the fine folks at ChicagoNow had hosted a wonderful blathering (that's what we call a blog gathering) at Goose Island. During our blathering, I had the pleasure of meeting one of my favorite bloggers, Tara of Lotus Blu Mama/Red & Company. Being as fabulous as she is, of course she agreed to take a picture with me.

I didn't see the picture until the next morning, and that was precisely when my world crumbled.

What should have been a wonderful picture to commemorate a fantastic evening turned out to be a picture that would haunt me.

While she was looking fabulous, I looked like an overweight man's head photoshopped onto a big breasted pregnant woman's body. Now, before the haters attack me, there is nothing wrong with being a big breasted pregnant woman, as long as you are a woman. I am not a woman, and so I was devastated by this picture.

What made it worse was that the picture appeared on Facebook, Twitter, and even as the first slide of the photo album that was posted on ChicagoNow.

I could not escape this picture at all. It was being shared, liked, commented on, etc. It literally just kept haunting me.

I knew I had to drop the weight, and I knew I had to quit making excuses to do it.

So, I did what I had to do.

Find out how I did it in my next few posts. To get an alert when the next post in this series is published, type your email address in the box and click the "create subscription" button. Know that my list is completely spam free, and you can opt out at any time.

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