I know, I know, I know, Internets, it's been a long ass time since you've heard the tales of one Fubsy McChubberson and his adventures in weight-loss / training for runs (say WHAT?!), but I'm back. For good. For real.

It's almost exactly 2 weeks until I turn 30 and I would be lying if I said this was not my major motivation right now. I recently saw some pictures of myself from high school and realized I had a false self image of myself even then. I always thought I was a fat dude, but I wasn't. I wasn't a skinny little F-er by any means, but not chubby in the least.

I think my false self-imagine allowed me to become truly fat in my 20s. I think it's safe to say that I have spent my entire 20s overweight and getting worse each year. At 29.9 years of age and 350 pounds I am now morbidly obese. My 30s, I hope, will be a reversal of this.

I've begun looking at gyms and hope to join one in the next week. I am again motivated, once more feeling that this time I will be awesomely victorious. So please check back soon as I promise to post more and keep you abreast of my progress.

Who knows? Maybe if I make good time, I'll even run that run that began this whole blog.