Wow, I’m really fat.

Maybe you could tell by the inactivity of this blog, and the echoes on fatsoforum.com, but I haven’t been doing too well on my diet and workout plan. I guess it wasn’t really a plan, but I was kind of gung-ho about it until life caught up. This summer, Linnea and I were away visiting people quite a bit, probably 75% of the weekends. That leads to not staying on weight watchers for obvious reasons. We bought Wii and Wii Fit to try and combat this a little. All it did for me was tell me I’m fatter than I think I am. I still hold out hope that my abnormally large leg muscles are swaying the BMI. Anyway, Linnea and I have pretty much been putting WW to the wayside all summer, and to be quite honest with you, I’m petrified to get back on the scale. So I’m not going to, until I string a few weeks of WW together. We started back up last Monday, and I was pretty pumped about it. The main reason is that I’ve got an inch too much for the desk I was sitting in during class. Let me tell you, THAT SUCKS. I couldn’t even move around, let alone take a full breath. I mean, it’s not like I was struggling to survive or anything, but having no daylight between you and the desk is pretty embarrassing too. Last week didn’t work, I don’t remember why. So we started again this Monday. I’m so sick of it, especially spurred by the desk situation, so I’m hoping that will keep me on WW for a while. At this point, I’m just praying to not cheat at least until I’m brave enough to get back on the Wii Fit so it can tell me how obese I am. I need to start exercising too, and every night I think “man, I should go workout tomorrow.” Then I think about how all the crappy undergraduates are back, and I forget about going because I don’t want to fight for elliptical time. They make the campus like I make the desk. Too crowded.

We’ll see what happens. I’m hoping my renewed desire to write about it will help me stop being such a fatso.