Ok, so here’s the not-so-skinny on who I am and what I mean by “blob”:
I’m just like everyone else. Slightly above my ideal weight, sort of thinking about doing something about it, but never really seeing the results I imagine are tucked deceptively beneath some four-leafed clover, taped to the back of my giant check from Ed McMahon, or stuffed inside some genie’s lamp anxiously awaiting my rub.
“Blob,” on this blog refers more to a state of mind than a size of jeans. It incorporates the reluctance to work out even though I feel better when I do; the fear that I will never see real results; and the apparent incapability to resist terrible foods.
I think anyone can be a Blob, even if they look great by sane objective standards. Blob is not the way you look, it is the way you feel. If you are a Blob, it is my sincere hope that this will be a reality check reminding you that everyone feels Blob sometimes, and that if this Blob can make change, so can you.
Here we go, from Blob to Blog.