It was my goal to start this thing 100% this past Sunday. But alas, my diet partners and Seattle's Interstate 5 had other ideas. And so, with or without a vehicle possessing four working tires, I WILL be 100% on my path to less of me.
Hi. I'm Dan Razzaia, and I'm fat. No, it's okay. I do have eyes, you know. So how did I get to this predicament? It seems as though a love of food + a love of television + a love of taking it easy = morbidly obese. But that's going to change.
I am taking 52 weeks to drop at least 100 lbs off of my body (my math people tell me that's around 2 lbs a week). I'm tired of having trouble breathing. I'm tired of not being able to run for more than ten seconds. I'm tired of being embarrassed when I shop for clothing (bed sheets & shower curtains just don't keep up with the current trends). Plus, I am convinced that by losing all of this weight, I will have superhuman strength & abilities (I mean, if I can move alright with all of this extra weight, without it, I must be able to run really fast and jump 12 feet up, right?).
So join me through the magic of internet voyeurism, as I make a point for the world to see less of Dan Razzaia.
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