And now, post #3
Today, let’s talk about how I am going to die.
We have a “Health and Wellness” fair going on here at work. The atrium in our building has been taken over by other companies, each in a booth, and they are giving out gifts in exchange for our listening to them.
One of the activities is a “wellness checkup”. They draw a little blood, take a few measurements, and determine how healthy you are.
I’m a dead man walking.
My blood pressure is a little high, my bone density is a little low, cholesterol is right at the point where I need to manage it, and apparently, I’m a fat fuck.
Did I mention that I smoke?
So… if I never update again, it’s because I died.
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You were not that fat last I saw you (and rather nice of you not to post those pix of me…but I digress), I doubt you are that different now, unless you had one too many nights of beer butt chicken?
According to my height and age, I should weigh 204lb or less (92.53kg). Since I actually weigh 220lb (99.79kg), that throws me into the “Mr Fatty Pants” catagory.
Granted, I’m 6′4″ (193cm) tall, I can mask the extra pounds pretty well.
Is it obvious when I look in the mirror that I’ve got a few extra pounds on me? Sure. Am I a big fat pig? Well, not exactly.
Wow! Only 16lbs. If you take into account your Family history you are still puny. As for your bone density, put down the beer once in a while and drink a glass of milk.
Love the look of the new site!
Bah. I like my men a bit meaty. Gives yah something to hang on to when you’re … uh… going for a piggy back ride!
Hehe… um… “piggy back ride”, is that what the kids call it now?
Game on!