U guys may or may not understand...how much it fucking sucks...to always be thinking about...will i fit.
From going to dinner, wondering if the chairs have arms...or if the table in the booth is movable... to only going to certain theaters because the chairs there have moveable armrests. If I want to ride instead of drive with someone...no joke...I can't ride in Dayrons car or it will rub constantly. One time I took my car to Johan's and I stole his rhd s13 to run around in....It rubbed so hard on the front driver's side...
The owner of the shop that sponsor's me, Brian has this bad ass lifted 4runner. I broke the bolster on his passenger seat, trying to get into it.
ALL OF THESE THINGS....are all things a fat person such as myself thinks about on a day to day basis.
Luckily my wife has been more than accommodating. She knew I was a big dude and has never once in her life told me to lose weight, or to stop eating. Although I know at times she wanted to, and she is more worried about my health then my appearance...my wife and i work together, so we carpool to the same office (don't see each other for basically the entire day) and then go home in the same car...and when we get home, everyday she still makes herself pretty for me and makes dinner, etc... the perfumes the sexy clothing, whatever it may be. (old school egyptian women are the greatest blessing in the world)
And here I am, and I gained over 100 lbs since we got married. I wanna (very openly) I wanna take my shirt off in front of her in confidence. Take her to the beach and lay out without a shirt on, etc!
This motivation is just what I was looking for, and just what I need to reach my goal.
I constantly always make jokes about my friends cars...and how I'd drive jeff's s2k...if i fit...or how i'd get into jamie's car and steal it from my garage...if i fit, or ride in dayrons car...if i fit...etc...
I wanna fit god damnit.
And with the help and support of this community....I'm going to fucking do it!
<3
(Typically I would have posted this on a local Chicago forum, but I kinda wanna surprise everyone back home when I go back for thanksgiving...everyone including my dad, who would die to see me healthy)
From going to dinner, wondering if the chairs have arms...or if the table in the booth is movable... to only going to certain theaters because the chairs there have moveable armrests. If I want to ride instead of drive with someone...no joke...I can't ride in Dayrons car or it will rub constantly. One time I took my car to Johan's and I stole his rhd s13 to run around in....It rubbed so hard on the front driver's side...
The owner of the shop that sponsor's me, Brian has this bad ass lifted 4runner. I broke the bolster on his passenger seat, trying to get into it.
ALL OF THESE THINGS....are all things a fat person such as myself thinks about on a day to day basis.
Luckily my wife has been more than accommodating. She knew I was a big dude and has never once in her life told me to lose weight, or to stop eating. Although I know at times she wanted to, and she is more worried about my health then my appearance...my wife and i work together, so we carpool to the same office (don't see each other for basically the entire day) and then go home in the same car...and when we get home, everyday she still makes herself pretty for me and makes dinner, etc... the perfumes the sexy clothing, whatever it may be. (old school egyptian women are the greatest blessing in the world)
And here I am, and I gained over 100 lbs since we got married. I wanna (very openly) I wanna take my shirt off in front of her in confidence. Take her to the beach and lay out without a shirt on, etc!
This motivation is just what I was looking for, and just what I need to reach my goal.
I constantly always make jokes about my friends cars...and how I'd drive jeff's s2k...if i fit...or how i'd get into jamie's car and steal it from my garage...if i fit, or ride in dayrons car...if i fit...etc...
I wanna fit god damnit.
And with the help and support of this community....I'm going to fucking do it!
<3
(Typically I would have posted this on a local Chicago forum, but I kinda wanna surprise everyone back home when I go back for thanksgiving...everyone including my dad, who would die to see me healthy)