"Fat to Fittie"

Let’s deal with the elephant in the room first, no, that isn’t me in the picture, I’m not quite as bad as that, but not too far off. It can be a major issue when you’re overweight, not really wanting people to see you semi naked, which is why many fatties, don’t like to go swimming, despite the fact that it’s really good for you and should help in reducing the weight eventually. The sooner you get to accept your extra pounds, the easier it is to start to lose them and not being embarrassed about getting your kit off is a major step forward, it was with this in mind that I decided to conduct an experiment. A couple of weeks ago, I decided to do a video showing my chubby body from all angles, with the idea that I might post it on tik twat.

I stripped down to my boxers and got in the hot tub, pressing the record button I slowly turned around, giving a view of all the flabby bits, my initial idea had been to save it till next year, then show it alongside a another with me looking a lot skinnier (fingers crossed). Then I started to think that was a bit cowardly, nothing worse than some smug tit doing a before and after, just so you can get a pat on the back, “Oh well done you, look how much you lost, glad you’re not a big fatty anymore”. I decided the brave thing to do was post it now, as much as anything it’d be huge motivation, though I wasn’t too keen for family and friends to see me, so I blocked them. Prepared for loads of bad comments, I posted it, only to find that it was the opposite, quite a few people said they were on a similar journey, others sent good luck messages.

It only got just over 3000 views and I was happy, though I was able to see that some people I knew, who I hadn’t blocked had viewed it, maybe if they’d put a like or sent a comment, I might not have been bothered, but something made me take it down. Let me be straight about this, I don’t give a toss if someone laugh’s at me, but there was something about the way they’d just sneaked a look and not said “well done, I’m sure you’ll do it” that just didn’t feel right. I was happy to just not bother and wasn’t going to do anything like it again, until last week when my number one fan suggested that I make a video to show people what I look like, then they will be motivated themselves as I slowly lose it. I explained that I’d already done that but took it down, he suggested I do it again. As I write this I’m thinking about it, at the end of the day if it helps me and others, then I should just get on with it and not give a frig, let’s be honest, there’s far worse thing’s going on in the world than worrying about people seeing you in your boxer shorts.

Thinking of standing in public in your pants, reminded me of a mate, we were both in a pub, many, many years ago with a couple of girls, when a competition was announced, obviously we were up for anything and put our names down. It consisted of the host shouting out an item and whoever took it to him first won points for their team, the one with the most at the end won beer tokens. The game began with a few simple things like a watch or lipstick, but as the night wore on, the stakes were raised, I never realised until that night, how easy it was for a girl to take a bra off without revealing anything, though as I recall, one girl in the room either didn’t have that skill, or the four Babycham’s she’d drunk, told her that it was far quicker just to take her top off first. We were then told that the ladies had to bring a pair of men’s trousers or jeans, which got us to our feet in seconds and we started undoing our belts, while the girls literally pulled them off our legs and ran up. There was no question that our team got full points but were then told that the male owners of all the trousers now lying on the floor had to come up and get them.

Off we all went, about ten guys, walking between tables and chairs in our pants, trying to get our jeans back, as quick as possible, but yet, stay looking cool. As my friend reached his and turned to the crowd a few people started laughing and pointing at him, oh no I thought, has he popped out, I then had a look at mine to make sure it was still in place. I could see him checking with his hand, then seemed to be relieved when he realised all was as it should be, so what was it. Sadly for him, he’d got what happens to all men at some point in their life, just his was a little more than a dribble. In his haste at the toilet a few minutes earlier doubled with the 6 pints he’d drunk, there’d been a bit of after leakage that had caused a huge wet stain about 3 inches in diameter on his pants. I’m not sure who was more mortified, him or his girlfriend, “I can’t take you anywhere” she said as he struggled to put his jeans back on, the trauma was then made worse, when everyone realised it had soaked through them as well, obviously that was a pub we never went back in and no, we didn’t stay to collect our prize.