CHAP HAS COURAGE

John Glaude at 360 pounds

John Glaude at 200 pounds

Robert at 350 pounds

If you have never been FAT, this post will not mean much to you.  I have been FAT and the story about the young chap losing so much weight is very inspirational.  More so than the Jared fellow from 'SUBWAY' who lost so much weight.

What is so amazing is that the young fellow featured is willing to share how the weight loss has dealt him with another problem.  SKIN and loads of it.  Even though it presents problems, John still believes the weight loss was worth it.  Happy, in spite of the skin problem.

If there was any justice in the world, some hospital or doctor would come forward and rid John of the excess skin.  Complete the transformation.

What I find odd about the story of the weight loss is the huge amount of shin left behind.  I got massive late in life, was well over 400 pounds at biggest.  The snap shows me at 350.

I weigh well under 200 pounds now and while there is some extra skin, there is nothing like the John chap.  Must have something to do as to when you get FAT.  Young folks seems to have massive skin left when the lose the wight.  I must have just stretched........

STRIKING THE POSE

Robert AKA 'Iron man Mike'

The problem with doing a post about a handsome chap, that would be the one about Channing Tatum, is that there is always someone who remembers thing about MOI that are best forgot.  Like this snap from the past.  The year was 2006.  That must have been the Year of the COW...

The thing that makes one shudder so violently at viewing this snap is the enormous amount of flesh on display.  With the hair, I rather look like an over-ripe peach...

I was chatting with someone the other night and I commented on how huge I had once been, that the FAT seemed to be everywhere.  I was not fat just in the belly, it was all over me body.  Notice how huge face and head are.  I even had FAT glasses.  Looks like I am wearing television screens on me face.

'FAT' IS SELF HATE

Truth be told, the old geezer loathes the film "Forrest Gump", but the famous line from the film mucked about to use in the above snap is so true.

Whilst waiting for the lift, in a building visited, there appeared a super obese women in a massive mobility chair.  Her ankles were so massive they could have been thighs on a normal person.  What made her stand out was her shouting cross the lobby to a chap working a counter serving goodies.  "Do you have any donuts today?", the super obese lady shouted as she almost ran over folks in way of her 'mobility tank'.

To make matters worse, another super obese lady showed up to take the lift and wanted us to hold the lift for her and the lady in the mobility chair.  Horrid.

It got me to thinking.....

Right, there will be some thinking that the old geezer is being ever so mean.  Rubbish.

Robert - 2014

Robert -  2007

The whole world knows that MOI was massive in size.  429 pounds in weight is not a pretty sight.  It was hard work to lose over 240 pounds.  No magic bullet.  Just knowing that if one did not put something into cake hole it did not wind up as lard on body.

Now, am on a different diet.  The "No Taste" diet.  Best diet ever on.  With ease, the push away from table happens and have no doubt that weight will be quite normal soon.  What can MOI say, it works for MOI.  Love of groceries is gone but think on what is gained.  Might live another 30 years...

Read an article in Daily Mail that told of MP's wanting the government to make calling folks "Fatty" on same level as other hate crimes.  Right daft if you ask MOI.  Sure it hurts to be pointed out as "FAT", pretty hard to hide the blatant.

If one is honest, most folks do not find FAT attractive.  Have mates who have told they would never date a FAT person.  Seen folks get up and move away from a FAT person in a restaurant.  Who wants a FAT person next to on a long flight?

Call me wrong, but the old geezer thinks FAT is self hate.  Truth be told, the old geezer got obese due to self loathing.  Joy was sought after in a bowl of ice cream, candy and too many pizza pies.

I was the only person who caused me to be massive in size.  It was not 'big' bones, or a gland problem, and did not have a tumor growing inside of.  I was not born FAT.  I used food to fill a void in my life.  I hated every minute of my FATNESS.

MOI thinks it sad that so many folks are massive in size, but also is aware that one can do something about it.  If one wants to.  It took just a trip to doctor to remind of what folks do to themselves to shorten life.  MOI wants to live and be skinny enough for folks to toss into the ground when dead.

FAT MAN DIES AT 48

He had to be taken to the hospital with a crane by emergency and civil defense workers.

 

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DIET AND EXERCISE

‘If I had known I looked that big before I may have done something sooner.’

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KILL THE TASTE OF FAT AND SUGAR

The poor chap featured in the snap is a very large 750 pounds.  The doctors tell him that he will die, just like his father and sister, if he does not take off the pounds.

I gather the chap is taking part in a telly programme that features folks who weigh more than 600 pounds.  He wants to lose some weight so that he can have the surgery to staple or cut his stomach.

This old geezer never weighed so much.  429 pounds was the largest and it was horrid.  I took off a great deal of the weight with diet.  Was still rather large when I had an operation on my ears.  During the operation, the doctor cut the nerve that controls taste.  I will never be able to taste food again.

The real plus of not being able to taste is that I no longer crave sugar or fat.  I was just over 270 when I lost the ability to taste and now am at a very comfortable 170.  I have no problem with food.

As drastic as it may sound, if I were the chap with the weight problem, I would run to the doctor and tell them to cut the nerves that control taste.  Unless this poor chap really reforms, he has a long history of over eating and has comes from a family of over eaters that have died.  The odds are not in his favour.

I wish him luck.

LAURA IS A LOT OF ALOHA

Laura's Massive ALOHA

Did one ever doubt that the old geezer knew folks who were 'larger than life'???

The snap featured is of my lovely friend Laura, sister to another person known to.  To say that there is a story to tell would be putting it mildly.

I first met Laura some years back when she was in hospital fighting a nasty infection.  Laura is a massive woman and required a very large hospital bed.  Although she had been in hospital for some time, Laura was quick with a laugh and seemed delighted to have met another new person.  I remember we chatted for some time and then I left, not to come upon her for a number of years.

Waikiki is a small place and it was only a matter of time before I would run into Laura again.  Laura is a wee bit crazy when driving herself round in her mobility chair and it was at one of her brother's famous 'yard sales' that we re-connected.  Laura has lived in a small flat just blocks off the beach for years.

What started out as a kindly gester to visit one trapped in a mobility chair and living alone, turned into on-going visits that were a source of cheer to both Laura and me self.  Truth be told, Laura can be quite entertaining.  Laura is well read, surfs the Internet on her mobile daily and loves to watch reality shows on the telly.  Add a rather colourful life lived and you have endless hours of chin wagging to do.

The snap of Laura on the beach is a bit dated.  Laura is so much larger today.  At 4'10", Laura weighs in at near 400 pounds today.

The old geezer has had his problems with weight.  Bloody hell, at the largest, it was over 400 pounds for my frame as well.  Fat, for the old geezer, came late in life, but it was still a huge burden to carry.  When the lamp came on to take off the fat, it was over time and due in large part to a complete change in the way groceries are viewed. 

Truth be told, Laura's weight repulsed and frightened me.  So unsure of being able to keep the same thing from happening to me again.  I said some rather unkind things to Laura about her weight.

The odd thing about friendship is that it either overcomes the negative and grows into something beautiful of withers up and dies as a weed.  My ever growing friendship with Laura has allowed me to accept Laura just as Laura is.  Most of my willingness to see Laura is a positive light is due in no small measure to the sort of person Laura is.

Plagued by multiple health problems, Laura has still continued to find beauty in her world and to add love to it.

Laura took in a rabbit that no one wanted.  The old geezer thinks the rabbit looks evil, with one dead pink eye looking at one.  Laura loves the rabbit and cares not a fig that the rabbit is odd looking.  Laura took in a guenia pig that no one wanted.  Then there is FEBE, her rather large and very weird dog.  FEBE has a tail that wags so hard that when one is hit with it, it feels like whiplash.

Then there are the cats.  6 living in the flat and one male cat that wanders the neighbourhood feeding from one and all.  Did I not mention in the past that I loathe cats?

Laura plans her day round the needs of her pets.  Feeding, watering and cleaning up after is a very complicated process that takes hours of her day.  It is Laura's labour of love that she performs without complaint each and every day.  Laura loves her animals and in turn the love Laura unconditionally.

I adore Laura.  Like the old geezer, Laura is not without baggage, can be rather hard to take at times.  At the end of the day, Laura has a heart full of joy.  She still wants desperately to believe that folks have value, even the ones that have shat on her in the past.

Laura lives on a small social security check.  A good part of that small check goes to feed and care for her 'family'.

Laura is very clever.  She knows that the weight is not healthy.  Like I said, Laura loves her groceries.  So comfy am I with my ability to deal with food, is no longer bothers me that Laura eats more than required.  Some think of the old geezer as an enabler.  I do go to market and get food for Laura.  If I did not, someone else would.

Whatever faults Laura has, does not negate the fact that Laura is a very loving person and tons of fun to be with.  Truth be told, Laura keeps the old geezer so amused and depression is not a constant companion of late.

Laura's brother is having another one of his 'yard sales' today.  Rather think the old geezer will have to go and see of there are any items of clothing for Laura.  You never know what you will find.  Gobsmacked I have been in the past to come on items Laura was able to transform into a serviceable MU MU.

There you have it.  Another look into the world of Robert and the different sorts of people one meets in the walk through life...

WHAT A COLLECTION OF PUSSIES

One would have thought that 4 fat and sassy pussies would be enough for one person.  One would have thought and been so very wrong.

My good mate, Ron, adores 'fat' pussies.  Never was there an over weight pussy that did not bring raptures of joy to Ron.  When MOI arrived in Waikiki, he was greeted by 4 pussies and quickly set about trying to warm up to the hair balls.  There was Hermie, Baby, Mayo and Ronnie.  Each had distinct personalities and a unique way of making the old geezer feel welcome.

Truth be told, Ron's pussies are unique.  Baby likes to drink water from a running faucet,  Hermie loves to lap up the water from the toilet bowl.  Lord knows how the other pussies get water but will leave that story for another day.  Each of the pussies has own special place to nap.  One loves to get on top of the clothes dryer, another lovers to top of the coffee maker, another camps out in front of the screen door and yet another loves to spread out on the top of the desk and watch Ron play on the computer.

The other day Ron went for a drive and found self in front of the local SPCA.  Ron is well known there, having rescued pussies in the past.  Asking if there were any 'specials' that day, the lovely lady at the centre informed Ron that due to his status as a 'senior', he could add to his family of pussies by taking home a recently dropped off 'ageing' pussy.  'Milo', aged 6, was given up to the SPCA as his owners were departing the islands and could not take with.  Milo is one large pussy.

To hear Ron tell it, it was love at first sight.  Milo did all of the right moves to move right into Ron's heart.  Ron is of the opinion that previous owners must have been on the older, larger size, as Milo just did his best to cozy up to Ron.  The SPCA makes it easy for seniors to take home a new addition to family, the shots required for the animal are are given, there is a starter bag of food, and a lovely carrier to transport the pussy.

With adoption papers in hand, Ron drove "Milo" to his new home.  Never was a thought given as to how the new addition would be taken by the 4 pussies already camped out in Waikiki.

"Milo" took to his new home right off.  Being older and somewhat larger than the rest of the pussies, he walked through the flat, sizing up the situation and trying to find that perfect spot that would become all his own.  Of the 4, the only one having a problem with the new addition was Baby.  Here to fore, Baby had been 'top cat' and was more than eager to put the new arrival in place.  Or so Baby thought...

Throughout the day, Baby and Milo eyed each other up.  When one spot was picked to rest by one, the other seemed to find reason to want the very same spot.  When afternoon treats were given out, Milo's portion was eyed by Baby, as if to question the portion size.

Early evening found Ron and MOI watching a bit of telly, with all of the pussies spread out in the flat.  Milo picked a spot on the floor in front of the telly, thinking it would be a good spot to relax.  Baby had other ideas and set about challenging Milo's position.  With a loud hiss and show of force, Milo got poor Baby so rattled that he hid underneath a bed for the better part of an hour.

A few days have passed since the arrival of 'Milo' and it would appear that the contest of wills between he and Baby is yet to be won.  They still circle round each other to see if one will catch the other off guard.   For now, "Milo" has the high ground, had found that he enjoys resting on top of the clothes dryer.  It being the stack type, affords him a perfect view of the comings and goings, and warns of the approach of Baby.

In years past, there was a 'cat lady' in Waikiki, Ron was not keen on here, one might even say he loathed her.  When she died, her love of pussies must have jumped into Ron, or so some say...

The snap used for this post is really quite good for the story told.  Ron takes grand care of his pussies, spares no expense to make them happy.  You might well say that they are indeed 'fat cats'...Pun intended...



CHILD SAFETY??

Do you think this mum is providing 'built in' airbag safety for child???

JABBA FLAB, DOUBLE CHUBBLE OR RUMP LUMPS??

A Jabba Flabba occurs when arms have 'several rolls of unsightly fat that extend from the wrist to the upper arm'.


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Last time the old geezer looked, his arms were coming along nicely.  No huge flabs of fat hanging.

HEDONIC HUNGER - FANCY THAT...

Obese Robert in Hawaii - 2009

DATELINE - NAPLES

The University at Naples has released the results of a study on why we eat, even when not hungry.

They call it 'Hedonic Hunger'.  Eating for pleasure, to enjoy the taste.  Fancy that...

Who funds these reports?  Does not take a rocket scientist to know why folks will always find room for that cake, or ice cream, or choco.

After all of these years, big as public transport, do you not think MOI had a clue as to why the lovely treats found way to cake hole?

This report follows on the heels of another that finds that over 40% of Americans will be 'obese' in some 20 years.

There be some who feel that the old geezer bangs on too much about weight.  Bloody hell, one is constantly reminded of just how about being FAT.  The diet industry works in over drive to remind us.

MOI used to call self 'overweight', OBESE more like. Found clever ways to adjust the weight. Went so far as to lie about weight on ID card.  Told was only 200 pounds, when the weight was well over 300...

With the new found dislike for groceries, the pounds are dropping off.  Will know just how much when a trip to scales is made on the 22nd of May, the day before returning to see doctor.

What can be revealed is that taste is still gone, and MOI is eating to live, not living to eat.  Odd that, as when younger, that is what was done, weight was no problem and remember weighing 170 on 40th birthday.  Was 144 pounds at university.  That was before I fell in love with FAT.

Took a BMI test and saw that if weight gets down to 180, MOI is still considered 'overweight'.  How funny, but will be most pleased if that is the case.

MOI keeps thinking of the poor chap in UK.  58 stone he is.  Do you not think that some of the food pictured with him, is the constant wanting to pleasure self? What you see in the snap is but part of the groceries he piles away.  Truth be told, many of items featured were pure delight to the old geezer as well.  Now, there is no desire to eat.  One hopes to never taste crips again...

UK CHAP IS BEYOND 'FAT'

Mr Martin revealed how he started cutting back in September when he became bed-bound by two giant hernias which are the size of four bowling balls.
Read more: http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-2140307/Keith-Martin-Horrifying-life-worlds-fattest-man.html#ixzz1u6lZmUjN

MOI read the story in Daily Mail and it made for depressing reading.  The link to article is there and one should go there and see just how sad the story is.

Truth be told, however much the old geezer loved his groceries, it never reached this level.  Nor did MOI have folks who would supply with endless snacks.

The old geezer made self fat.  For a number of reasons, one of which was self loathing.  The old geezer has lost a lot of weight and now losing more, it is quite clear to MOI that if one does not put it in the cake hole, it does not pile on the fat.  Sounds so simple, but it is hard.

Recently met a lovely lady who had much of her stomach removed, she weighted over 400 pounds.  She has lost loads of weight but still craves all of the wrong foods.  If she can not curb that, the operation will have been for naught. There is no magic bullet, one has to stop with the wanting of the foods that are bad for.

Listen to MOI, the diet freak.  , am going to get down to a more perfect weight.  I am so very sure of that...

MOI loved his groceries but doubt he ever ate 20,000 calories a day like the chap featured....That is a massive amount of groceries...