I try to not take life too seriously when it comes to exercise. That is not necessarily good;
but the only way I overcome my willingness not to exercise is by laughing about it.
I am not a walking advertisement for an exercise manual.

I'm glad that some find solace and comfort by being somber about their weight and losing it; and if that is the way you go about it so be it.
That is not how I choose to go about it.
I've seen the suffering of a man who has gone through bariatric surgery to achieve weight loss, let me state what he told me helps him get through each day, laughter.
I think that when one can take a good look at themself and realize the impossibility of ever being paid to model, then one can lose weight much easier, or at least laugh at the effort.
Why anguish over something you ate that made you put on weight? You enjoyed it when you ate it so enjoy it when you're getting rid of it.
Maybe I'm weird but have you ever walked into a gym and heard all those weird noises that people make while they are exercising to get in shape?

Laughter is good medicine.
On the serious side; since this thread started I have lost 5 lbs., but hey I don't want to brag about it yet because this family might order pizza tonight and that will be difficult to leave alone.
My situation is so bad that believe me I have to laugh at it, after all what does one do with 397 pounds, a 65" waist, and swollen feet size 15, sometimes 18.
It's been a long time since I have been able to put on a pair of regular shoes.
The best part of waking up is not Folgers in my cup.
My waking is an anguishing challenge of one leg inside the left pant leg and then many attempts to get the right leg into the right pant leg side; and when finally getting that accomplished getting some air out of my air disk so that I can get my breath back for my effort..
Since the pneumonia struck me, I have ballooned by 75 lbs, no laughing matter for sure, but don't think for one minute that I'm going to sit around and groan about it all day long.
Today I have a little more strength than I normally have, I don't know if it is because I have been able to be a little more mobile everyday or not, but there is a sense of something good beginning to happen.
I pray like hell sometimes wishing there was an easier way to lose all this weight, unfortunately it is a long process, and it is hell!Some days I can hardly get out of bed because my ulcerated sores bother me so much.
Maybe this thread will help me, and maybe it won't, but if this thread helps me to lose 100 lbs in the next year, that is at least 2 lbs. a week, I will be ever so grateful.
If that happens I won't know whether to laugh or cry. maybe I will do a little bit of both.
