I’m officially a statistic – and, no, this is not a good thing. You see, I’m one of the millions of South Africans who is “overweight”. That’s correct: I. Am. Fat.
Thankfully, I’m not alone in this cheese-burger-devouring-large-chip-munching-stuffing-my-face dilemma. According to the Health Systems trust, almost half of South African adults are overweight (http://www.hst.org.za/news/20011204almost). This is just a little bit scary.
Now, I don’t like being fat. No one does, really. I just kind of really like food. No, wait. Let me be specific. I just kind of really like unhealthy food. But this is, well…unhealthy. Being fat is not cool.
Therefore, I’m officially launching “Operation Thin Man”. A project that will track my weight loss and ensure that I stop being a statistic (yes, I get the irony in that I will still be a statistic – just as one of the South Africans who isn’t fat). I’ve tried this before, but got over it. This time, though, I’m doing it for me. Every other time I did it because I felt I should or because someone else suggested I should. Now, I actually WANT to lose weight.
So, here’s the deal.
Each day I’ll record everything I ate and the exercise I did. I shall tabulate this – with my weight – and then post it once a week. That way, there’s public record of when I cock up. It is your job to lambaste me and tell me how useless I’ve been. Deal? Good.
I’m also one of those people who needs a reward. My reward is this: if I lose 12kg in 6 months, then I shall get myself the tattoo I’ve wanted on the inside of my left arm. The guys at I Art Ink (@iartink on Twitter) shall do it for me. If I fail, then I won’t get it. Incentive is key.
So that’s it. I raise my bottle of water in the air, salute you and say, ‘Here’s to happy fat-bashing.’