As I've said earlier, I'm a big boy. I'm the healthiest fat guy in the world. I have great cholesterol, I'm not diabetic and my blood pressure is only slightly elevated. So what. So I'm tired of being a big guy - tired of automatically asking for the seat belt extender on planes; tired of searching a new room for the chair that's not too delicate so I don't break it. Tired of buying clothes at Casual Male XL (otherwise known as Mellon Tall and Fat - Back to School).
So I sent out an e-mail to some of my fraternity Brothers (I'm a member of Phi Kappa Psi - Chapter advisor for 2 chapters and I've helped start 3 groups in IL) who were also big guys and suggested a bet. We'll all get on the scale and whoever loses the most weight, percentage wise, will each get $100 from each person. For me it was simple-hit the trigger of my vice - gambling (one of my vices, but it would be bad to use food as a reward and porn wouldn't have gone over well with the 1 female in the bet) and I'll lose weight. So there are 8 of us, so winner takes home $700 profit. The contest goes from now until the open of GAC in late July, so I think I can get it done.
The weigh in was really funny. Guys were trying to bulk up before the weigh in, eating far too much food and just throwing it down their gullets like we were feeding a goose for pate.
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