Aaron Howard27 said:And what exactly are they "doing," though? Give them a choice between fried chicken or kale and you'll see pretty quickly what they reach for... I’ve met plenty of overweight people over the years and it’s always the same story—a greasy burger in one hand and a large soda in the other... and now I'm supposed to feel bad for them?? Honestly, I don't.
A good friend of mine—someone who eventually reached the point where he could barely walk—finally decided to stop eating junk and started exercising... just little bits at a time, as much as his body would allow, and he ended up losing 30 pounds. He feels incredible now, and he's still steadily dropping weight. So, reading these posts and thinking about his journey, I get this sudden urge to strap you guys to a treadmill, crank it up to the highest setting, and then go for a long bike ride—and believe me, that would be a very long ride indeed...
First off, major props to your friend.👍 Second thing, though—your friend hit a stage where he was so heavy he couldn't move. That means he was pretty far gone, and something definitely led him to that point. It wasn't just "eating kale." When you lose the ability to live a normal life, that's usually a massive wake-up call that forces a change. And before he got there, he was likely miserable being that size, probably dealing with judgment from people like you who looked at him like some kind of spectacle. So many overweight people are trying. They stumble, they lose their way, or maybe they just haven't hit that breaking point where their weight makes daily life impossible yet. Are they somehow less worthy than your friend because he managed to pull through?
And where did you get the idea that everyone posting here is fat? I mean, personally, I'm not. Well, okay, I've been fighting my weight my whole life. I gain weight incredibly fast, I have a massive appetite, and food is my comfort zone. But still, I watch what I eat, I track my meals (sweets used to be my big vice, but I'm making great progress there), and I work out regularly... and despite all that, I slip up all the time. A couple of years ago, I put on ten pounds just because I let things slide—skipped the gym and my walks because college finals were piling up, and I started stress-eating. But I got back on track, and I know this battle is going to be with me forever. So, for someone like me, who's been careful since I was ten years old, who has full family support (my dad was basically a drill sergeant about it) ensuring we cook healthy meals, and who actually understands the fundamentals of nutrition and exercise... it's still incredibly hard. So how does it feel for someone who hits 30 and suddenly realizes they need a change? Someone who has a habit and an actual craving for greasy takeout and soda? That person has to overhaul their entire existence! Can you even begin to wrap your head around how difficult that is???