Mmmm where to start. Well firstly i'm a very very proud Yorkshireman and we just don't do public expressions of emotion and feeling. Not unless we're drunk that is.
I've reached 30 with 3 great kids and a beautiful wife, which according to 'friends' makes me punching well above my weight . Pure jealousy. However if this is true then i'd be the biggest lightweight you'd ever seen.
My weight is not important however it is safe to say that it's on the wrong side of 21 stone (294 pounds to the rest of the world) which at 6'1 is still classed as well FAT.
It's always been a touchy subject with me and for so many years i've been able to carry it and at times use it to my advantage - nobody ever sits next to me on the bus for a start. Recently my health has started to suffer and my 3 year old affectionately refers to me as Daddy fat which has hurt me more than the doctor saying the same thing.
As i'm still a proud Yorkshireman the only way I can express my feelings and retain some dignity (through anonymity) is to write this blog as I enter the worst year of my life and try something called Salad. Or should that be salard?
I will follow. Maybe you can give me some inspiration....
ReplyDeleteThanks, if i'm going to do this then I will need to retain my sense of humour
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