The Fat Camp Chronicles: This Place Might Kill Me

August 6, 2009     Posted in Body

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"Just smile through the pain. Smile. Through. The. Pain."

I’m not sure if I’ll be able to make it here another two weeks. I may kill myself. Or someone else.

I say this because yesterday I was forced to do a mini-triathalon. I’m not sure if I’ve ever endured greater agony than what I just experienced. Alright, that’s sort of an overstatement, but it really was incredibly effing hard. I could use a nap right about now. Until next Tuesday.

Since my last post (and weigh-in) I’ve lost at least 7 pounds. A couple nights ago I looked at a picture taken of me the night before I came here and one taken the other day and I saw really exciting results. I’ve definitely halved myself (at least in the stomach area).

Other discoveries since this last weigh-in:

Chocolate. There is a stock-pile of mini chocolates in camp and I’ve been exposed to it. The good news is that when I do get my hands on some cocoa deliciousness I share it with my bunkmates, since many of us tend to go into homicidal rampages when we don’t get something sweet or chocolatey. And because of all the other good choices I’ve been making, I’ve still lost weight. Go me!

I Hate Hiking. Yesterday I experienced my first hike here, and let me tell you, a bunch of fat chicks trying to climb up a mountain is pretty terrible. And funny. I did make it up that mountain, though, without even whining. It was a miracle! But I still hated it.

I’m Tired and Angsty. I find it increasingly hard to write these posts due to extreme exhaustion. The main cause is workout classes taught by former female bodybuilders. No, I am not kidding. Despite our fatness, they don’t cut us any slack. One would think that because we are out of shape they’d go easy on us, but no – not at all. These things make me so tired that I can’t even produce sufficient sarcasm and humor in these posts anymore. And sarcasm and humor are what I do – unlike the bitterness and constant complaining I find myself engaging in here.

But it will all be worth it in the end. I’m learning new things and changing my life, right? RIGHT?

5 Comments on "The Fat Camp Chronicles: This Place Might Kill Me"
  1. Candie says:
    Thu, 6th Aug 200911:46 am 

    Right :) you go girl!

  2. Mary, Madonna Univer says:
    Thu, 6th Aug 200912:49 pm 

    Hey, I'm super inspired by your hard work!! Yes it totally sucks, and I can relate because in 2007 I worked my A** off to lose 20 lbs of fat and put on 15 lbs of muscle – I was miserable the first 3 months but after that I swear, workouts were like crack! I loved the feeling of pushing myself, and the results were totally amazing. Of course I've now lost 10 lbs of muscle and gained 25 lbs of fat over the past year, but seeing how I look now compared to then, not being able to run a mile, fit into any clothes properly, or even FEEL healthy, is really pushing me to get back to a healthier lifestyle. It's hard to start but dang the payout is amazing!! Please keep your spirits up, it's rough but there are a lot of girls out there who feel your pain!!!

    <3 Peace

  3. girl says:
    Thu, 6th Aug 20091:53 pm 

    At least they don't LITERALLY KILL YOU, like they did the kid at the internet recovery "camp" in China recently.

    He couldn't run "fast" enough so he was beaten to death.

  4. oobunillaoo says:
    Fri, 7th Aug 20092:48 am 

    you're doing great! keep up the hard work!

  5. Mckenzie says:
    Sat, 8th Aug 20099:05 pm 

    Well if Fat Camp kills you that means that you deserve it. Fat girls aren't needed in this world. They are worthless. All they do is take up space and eat too much food. Look at all those poor kids in Africa that are starving and have to eat dirt. Here in America, you have obese fat losers who eat more in one sitting stuffing their fat turkey neck faces with food then these poor kids will eat in their entire life. Put down the food you worthless fat pigs.

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