Sick of being fashionably fat

I sucked it in like Mariah Carey at school today. I wore a snug shirt as a motivation to go to the gym. This is an old Dr. Phil trick based on the theory that discomfort is an incentive for change.

Most of us buy bigger clothes when we gain weight. We hang out with less athletic friends, pick up passive activities (that involve butter and booze), and do everything possible to be comfortable in our obesity.

With stores like Lane Bryant and Torrid it is possible for girls be fashionably fat, and it is far easier for guys to buy a bigger button-down and some Aldos to look presentable.

I’m tired of being merely presentable.

I have been in the mid-190-pounds range since last fall and I’m over it. I am through being the fashionable fat boy. I’m sick of being Jordin Sparks. It’s time to go Beyoncé:

Bam!

I’m leaving the 190’s in the next two weeks using two simple steps:

1. Clean eating
2. Daily exercise

That’s right. Operation Shrink a Gut: Season II just started. Where’s Brandon?

Weekly updates coming…