Big Guy

Big Guy… Well of course I’m a big guy. I am a 6′1″ obese, well morbidly obese (sounds horrible huh?) white male. And to a set of 3 year old twins I would definitely be a “Big Guy”. I think of this because 2 years ago at Christmas, my twin nieces could not remember my name so they just called me big guy. At the time I thought it was adorable. Looking back it was just another name to have been called all because I was overweight. As we pass another Christmas, a time of hope and joy, I found myself over eating once again, but never thinking twice about it. My wife and I struggle with food and lack of exercise. We both over eat and the consume the wrong foods (pizza, Dr. Pepper and chocolate). I sit on my butt all day, at the computer (hey it’s my job). So as I write this post, my wife is writing hers. We will blog together and watch our lives change. To quote her “It’s All About TIME!“