I am phat.

The idea of getting fit and slim is getting away. The thought of having a slim body was never my desire let alone dreaming of one. The burden in my mind is too heavy for me to think of losing a pound. The truth is I am not that happy about myself and the shape of my torso. I have to say that my body is like a 90 year old corpse. It is like a ticking time bomb which I think might be attacked by my good cells.

The thought of malnourishment is always a matter to me. I am sort of tired about great food. Those food which might seem nice to eat but after eating one might not know what will it caused to our body. They are for once harmful to us without us noticing. The food that is appetizing doesn't mean it is good to the body. There is less nutrients and also vitamins in them but they contain lots of fats and oil.

When young, we are fed by our parents. We are too young to analyze and differentiate the type of food. We put everything into our mouth including our toys. The idea of the pacifier was created by a study of the reasons why kids put items into their mouth. As we grow up, we put in solid food into our mouth. There are various dishes on the table and we have the choice to choose the food. There isn't any thought when we first start to feed ourselves. We just put food into our mouth. We do not filter the type of food we put into our mouth. That is because we were to naive to think and we just feed on what is being served. Well, we just eat up everything and than be happy.

When we go to school, we learn about the food chain. We were thought about the types of food and its nutrients. We learn about the types of vitamins each food contain and also the types of nutrients it has. We still eat everything up which is being served to us. We are too young to think about what sort of food which gives us what sort of benefits. We eat because we enjoy the taste and its feeling. Without giving less thoughts to its benefit.

Growing up was sort of a challenging scenario. Here I am now with a belly of a beer drinker. My kidney is swollen. I am just shaped round. The idea of being jovial is the answer. There is something to look forward to which is to play around with the fats I have. They are with me from the start. I find it hard to breath at times and my blood doesn't flow well which makes me feel tired all the time. Everyday when I wake up I will look at the mirror and I feel sad. The intensity of the curves gives me away and it let me down. One part of me says thank-you I am not anorexia but the other part of me says I am humty dumty. I need to work out to have a balance posture and a firmed torso.

Time to work those limps. Those extra fats must be burnt.