Hello fat pants I thought I’d never see you again. But there you are hanging in my closet again. Taking up so much space, my skinny pants told me that I need to run in place. What is a guy to do, when your skinny pants are so cruel?
Today I had to pull out my fat pants after all my skinny pants wouldn’t fit anymore. It’s never a great feeling what that happens. But it shows how easy it is to revert and fall back into old habits.
Frankly it hurts like hell…
I guess this is a come to Jesus moment…
A confessional if you may…
Hi my name is Martinus, I am 300 pounds and chilling…
I haven’t been active in a while. First it was a car accident with a shoulder and neck injury. Then it was another accident with a neck and back injury. Now it’s an Achilles tendon issues keeping me sideline. This is the icing of the cake of the shit that keeps setting me back. Additionally, I’ve been battling with some real bad depression. It was so bad that I was going to voluntarily commit myself. And while I know exercise and blogging would be the best things for me to do. I couldn’t pull myself to do either one. I would sit at my desk with a pen and paper for hours and nothing would come out. It would be so frustrating and disheartening to get nothing out, and it would put me into a deeper depression. It’s was one hell of a rough patch to say the least.
Things are starting to turn around; I can start to see the light out of the abyss. Lately I start doing yoga, and a couple of other things that I not going to discuss just yet. Let’s just say that I am in the process of decluttering my life…
Sometimes you have to do something different to get different results (Go figure). I don’t know when the next time I’ll get out to run. It really depends on my Achilles tendon. I’m not holding my breath for anytime soon so I will be coming up with another plan of attack. Just a little update of what’s going on with me.
Until next time,
300 Pounds and Chilling
