Rooting for the underdog

I was perusing a bunch of online articles after another exciting day stirring the pot (and seeing patients) at the Hotel, when I saw this article that struck me. It's title: Fat Guy Across America.

He started over 500 lbs and is heading out to see America. And there's an interesting back story along the way.

I hate smoking and the horrible things that come with it (not the smoker). I've had to work with people who were far too sick because of those "coffin nails" as one of my relatives calls them.

Here's hoping he stops by the Great American Smokeout and makes it all the way across the country.

If you're going to set goals, sometimes you gotta go big.

Stay tuned...

Just a thought

I have a bicycle sitting idle in the garage. Bubba goes to school down the street now, so he can walk home.

I'd like to ride my bike to the Hotel, but I'm getting a little skittish after reading stories like this one. It  might help keep my weight in check, too, since I've been indulging in one too many goodies at work.

NOTE: I've already gotten in my own bike vs.car crash in college and I lived (I got a really good look at the driver and totalled my bike). Not sure if I feel like doing that one again.

The joys of modern transit and obesity.