Can U still FART @ 21 mos out? Yeah.....occasionally.
Life has become pretty mundane in 2009. All the surgically induced weight loss was finished up with by the end of 2008. And along with it most of the encouraging comments from friends and colleagues who were supporting your journey. People who you interact with have gotten used to the way you look and are probably slowly forgetting how you used to look. People who haven't seen you since you were MO assume that you have been deathly ill and tread lightly with their observations.
But this morning (6:15) I'm walking to work, and I hear a car coming up behind me slowly and next thing I know I'm in the spotlight. One of the local cops is checking up on me. I don't know what he thought he was seeing, but people out walking in dress casual before sun-up is probably a bit unusual in this one horse town. So anyway, it goes something like this:
Cop: Are you OK sir?
Me: Yes Sir.
Cop: Where are you going?
Me: I walk to work every morning.
Cop: Where do you work?
Me: At the high school.
Cop: What do you do at the high school?
Me: I teach young people.
Cop: (relaxing a little) Oh OK........and what's your name?
Me: I'm Fish. We used to live about 3 doors down from each other back when you lived on 19th St.
Cop: OMG Coach Fish. I didn't recognize you with all that weight gone.
Me: Well I'm trying to keep it off by walking to and from work, so if you see me out and about at strange hours, I'm not looking for any trouble.
Cop: OK, we'll see you around. Man you look great. (It was still pretty dark)
It kinda felt a little like the old days. Thought I'd share
But this morning (6:15) I'm walking to work, and I hear a car coming up behind me slowly and next thing I know I'm in the spotlight. One of the local cops is checking up on me. I don't know what he thought he was seeing, but people out walking in dress casual before sun-up is probably a bit unusual in this one horse town. So anyway, it goes something like this:
Cop: Are you OK sir?
Me: Yes Sir.
Cop: Where are you going?
Me: I walk to work every morning.
Cop: Where do you work?
Me: At the high school.
Cop: What do you do at the high school?
Me: I teach young people.
Cop: (relaxing a little) Oh OK........and what's your name?
Me: I'm Fish. We used to live about 3 doors down from each other back when you lived on 19th St.
Cop: OMG Coach Fish. I didn't recognize you with all that weight gone.
Me: Well I'm trying to keep it off by walking to and from work, so if you see me out and about at strange hours, I'm not looking for any trouble.
Cop: OK, we'll see you around. Man you look great. (It was still pretty dark)
It kinda felt a little like the old days. Thought I'd share
The free man owns himself. He can damage himself with either eating or drinking....... If he does he is certainly a damn fool, and he might possibly be a damned soul; but if he may not, he is not a free man any more than a dog.
My question is how bright, or observant, are the Crane PD officers if they had not seen you out walking before in the last 21 months?
Chalk it up to the former Police supervisor in me but I'd figured they would have seen you out walking before in the last 21 months. Especially if the officer is a former neighor.
Sounds like they might be spending too much time at the coffee pot.
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Never, and I mean NEVER, trust a fart!!
To be fair, it was still dark out. But he had me lit up with the spotlight up on the roof of his car.
Are you still hooked up with that gal that you met over on the SBAWLS board?
Are you still hooked up with that gal that you met over on the SBAWLS board?
The free man owns himself. He can damage himself with either eating or drinking....... If he does he is certainly a damn fool, and he might possibly be a damned soul; but if he may not, he is not a free man any more than a dog.
Still they should have had enough familiarity from seeing you previously that he would not have given you the "third degree". If Crane is like the towns in E. TX anybody dressed in business casual is either going to a funeral or to court! ![](http://images.obesityhelp.com/_shared/images/smiley/msn/laughing.gif)
To answer your question "yes" but with unemployment here running 10%+ been applying to jobs back in TX like crazy. Have two more to apply to this AM. Willing to go to any part of the state with the exception of the Valley. Was in Plainview several weeks ago. Past the written but doing the dummy drag on the physical agility is what got me. Need to start
along with my walking.
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To answer your question "yes" but with unemployment here running 10%+ been applying to jobs back in TX like crazy. Have two more to apply to this AM. Willing to go to any part of the state with the exception of the Valley. Was in Plainview several weeks ago. Past the written but doing the dummy drag on the physical agility is what got me. Need to start
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Never, and I mean NEVER, trust a fart!!
Looks like you're about 10 months out. That's when the "do you feel ok" questions came non-stop. Other than being relatively thin, I must've looked like hammered **** back then.Although, my avatar pic over here on the side was taken at around 11 months out and I think I look pretty damned healthy in it if I do say so myself. At about 14 to 16 months though it seems like your face starts filling back in a little and everybody quits thinking you're gonna die.
The free man owns himself. He can damage himself with either eating or drinking....... If he does he is certainly a damn fool, and he might possibly be a damned soul; but if he may not, he is not a free man any more than a dog.
That's a great story. I am definately in that second year experience you are talking about now. The FARTS don't come as often but they do still come from time to time. I almost have to create them sometimes like I did on Monday when I was riding 60 miles with my new bike group to Lake Wazee (where I also did some snorkling and swimming with my shirt off not scared of people seeing my body-the hairy back is still there though). I decided to tell the person who was near me that last year, I couldn't have ridden this far because I weighed 300 lbs and hated getting on a bike seat. "YOU'VE LOST THAT MUCH. WOW, How did you do it?" THis is where I still don't always tell everything. I guess there is a part of me that is still wanting to hide the fact that I had WLS from people. I said, ""I am doing it through many different methods attacking it from every angle, medically, excercise, diet, spiritually and emotionally."
IT is funny though that there are people that I have no problem telling that I had WLS. It kind of depends on who I am talking to.
IT is funny though that there are people that I have no problem telling that I had WLS. It kind of depends on who I am talking to.