RE: Obesity: five facts
November 21, 2014 at 8:35 pm
(This post was last modified: November 21, 2014 at 8:38 pm by The Grand Nudger.)
Just anecdotal, but I'll put it out there -
When I got out of RIP (Ranger Indoctrination Program) I weighed 175lbs at 6'3. This was down from 240lbs in just 6 months (I'd been encouraged to put on weight all through highschool so as to better get in peoples way on the field..lol). I heard no end of "you look great, you must feel great" comments (except from my family...who figured I looked like a walking skeleton, which I did...you can almost see the outline of individual teeth through my cheeks in my grad pictures).
I didn't feel great. I felt like shit all the time, I was hungry all the time - and I was hospitalized twice in a year for some non specific and never quite figured out problems. Over the course of the next year I put 35lbs back on - despite no reduction in the intensity or duration of my PT. I was just hungry. I've been hungry all the time ever since the weight came off and it's been slowly creeping back up on my ass, literally, ever since. Amusingly, as I gained weight I felt better and better. I leveled out at 210 for the better part of a decade and my chronic fatigue, soreness (and murmers) just disappeared. I've put on more weight since, up at 220ish now....and I eat very well (steamed fish and veggies), I just eat alot. I've pretty much given in to the fact that my body is trying to tank me, to send me back to 245 - and that ultimately it's going to win this fight because it knows every trick in the damned book...and is also, conveniently, at the levers of my desires.
The most I can reasonably expect is to slow it's inexorable march to obesity. I've been informed that I'm already on the precipice by armchair experts with their generalized ideal weights and bmi calcs- gg body. Same people that would call an Auschwitz survivor "fit" imo. Dicks. I've mentioned that I wanted to lose weight to those close to me. Some of them say "well just do what you did in the service". No thanks, I'd rather be awake and not in pain at 210, or 220.....hell, even 245.
When I got out of RIP (Ranger Indoctrination Program) I weighed 175lbs at 6'3. This was down from 240lbs in just 6 months (I'd been encouraged to put on weight all through highschool so as to better get in peoples way on the field..lol). I heard no end of "you look great, you must feel great" comments (except from my family...who figured I looked like a walking skeleton, which I did...you can almost see the outline of individual teeth through my cheeks in my grad pictures).
I didn't feel great. I felt like shit all the time, I was hungry all the time - and I was hospitalized twice in a year for some non specific and never quite figured out problems. Over the course of the next year I put 35lbs back on - despite no reduction in the intensity or duration of my PT. I was just hungry. I've been hungry all the time ever since the weight came off and it's been slowly creeping back up on my ass, literally, ever since. Amusingly, as I gained weight I felt better and better. I leveled out at 210 for the better part of a decade and my chronic fatigue, soreness (and murmers) just disappeared. I've put on more weight since, up at 220ish now....and I eat very well (steamed fish and veggies), I just eat alot. I've pretty much given in to the fact that my body is trying to tank me, to send me back to 245 - and that ultimately it's going to win this fight because it knows every trick in the damned book...and is also, conveniently, at the levers of my desires.
The most I can reasonably expect is to slow it's inexorable march to obesity. I've been informed that I'm already on the precipice by armchair experts with their generalized ideal weights and bmi calcs- gg body. Same people that would call an Auschwitz survivor "fit" imo. Dicks. I've mentioned that I wanted to lose weight to those close to me. Some of them say "well just do what you did in the service". No thanks, I'd rather be awake and not in pain at 210, or 220.....hell, even 245.
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