Fatboy can run!

fatboys can run
fatboys can run
run fatboy run


Well, this week the snow has ruined my usual weekly exercise regimen (50mi cycling, 60mins football), but that’s not stopped me from getting on the treadmill.  Being the 17st6lb dude that I am, i find running difficult, but am slowly getting better at it.  It kills me, but nobody said it would be easy!

Anyway, one of the things that kept my mind off the monotany of running on a treadmill today was thinking up parody song titles/lyrics for weight loss motivation.  I thought i would share them with you as a bit of light-hearted fun.

First off is We Built This City, by Starship.  I cant help but to sing the words “I built these titties on sausage rolls”-  in reference to my man boobs (moobs) that i so desperately want to lose 🙂

Then next, i stole from Chris Moyles show but it sticks in my mind now everytime i hear it.  Moves Like Jagger – Maroon 5 has become “i got them moobs like Jabba!”, again in reference to my moobs 😦

Then lasty, I absolutley positively LOVE working out to Eye of the Tiger by Survivor – but now i’ve reworded “its the eye of the tiger” to “two pies and a tizer” my once favourite tipple at the chipshop!!!

Anyway, thought i’d share these with you, would love to hear any of your suggestions.



Frustrated with everything

Well its starting to sink in today that this thing i paid a kings ransom for (well just shy of six grand XD) may never actually work. I mean, i had it fitted in august 2012 and am now nearly 6 months out. I’ve lost over a stone but only through shear willpower. The band, for me, has brought nothing to the table (pardon the pun).

I’ve been reassured by my nurse that things will start to work but i just don’t believe her and i am having to put every inch of faith in what she says to stop me going bat shit mental.

I can, if i don’t think about it, easily consume a single course and possibly a second at a restaurant like a normal person, when all this talk about a side-plate of food is more than plenty. I get hunger pains every 3-4hours like normal too.

I haven’t got another fill booked in until feb so I’m counting the days, i want this thing working and helping me. The snow has put paid to my cycling for a week and the cold has just increased my appetite. I’m fighting the urges but not sure who will win.

Dietician from Hospital Group

Well today has been hectic, my band is still not giving me any queues and I’ve been up to my neck at work.  The one thing that has made it less tolerable though is missing another dietician appointment.

Part of the Hospital Group package I bought was 2 years of Dietician Support and it is over the phone which is a bit strange.  The girl who I deal with is lovely but I can’t help feeling they’re a waste of time.  For 3 years I’ve counted calories and could tell you within 10 kcal what is any food stuff.  So i sometimes feel I’m wasting my time talking to someone who tells me what I already know.

Nevertheless, because of my job and my strict secrecy on the band, I struggle to take the calls at work.  All meeting rooms are full and anywhere I go there’s one of my colleagues, even though I’ve had advanced warning of the appointment its not always convenient.  What is worse is that when you miss a call they automatically schedule in a new one which is usually no use.  For example my diary is back to back full of meetings save for the half hour I blocked out for dietician call.  I couldn’t take the scheduled call so they sent an appointment for an hour later which I could not take, this repeated 3 times in the day, meaning I missed all 4 calls.  Am not sure i
am actually that bothered.  Probably unfair and after the day I’ve had I haven’t spared it much thought, will reconsider tomorrow.

3rd fill lucky! Or not

So today I’ve been prodded by a follower and in all honesty id forgot about my blog (oopsie!). So as an update, not a lot has really happened.

I very rarely know my band is there, i get fuller sooner but not soon enough, I’ve now had 3 fills and am now at 7.5ml in a 14ml band and i still dont feel any different. My fill nurse has assured me it will come and congratulated me on my weight loss, I’ve lost a stone exactly since my last fill and also achieved a stone weight loss before xmas. On my journey that means i am roughly 60lbs down, 20 post op and 40 pre.

Looking back i can see my life has changed gradually over 3 years into a far more active one. Just this morning as i went to collect my friend so we can venture on our weekly 40mile mountain bike trip, we both had slightly niggling faults on our bikes we had picked up the week before. We got a mile or so down the road and decided “hey lets just go for a run!”. I mean, 3 years ago i hardly wanted to venture outside let alone go for a run. This has been an often unnoticeable change. I cant remember what motivated me all them years ago but am glad someone or something kicked my arse and am where i am now because of it. However, i sometimes feel i should be further on than i am.

Im disappointed that the band has had little impact. I still crave food and i still feel the compulsive need to eat. I trust my nurse who says it will start working she will just keep filling every month until i get closer into the green zone. I had considered paying someone to fill me under xray to just get me at the right tightness and be done with it. Theres nobody near me that can do that. But im just going to be patient.

Ive had one painful episode where i was eating a chicken sandwich too fast and not chewing properly and it got stuck and oh my god it hurt, i was late for an appointment and hunched over sink trying to sick it up. I find trying to burp is best way to shift it but i had no capacity to burp so just had to a movement like a snake where you open your mouth as much as possible and make an “errrrrr” sound. This works slower than a burp but i had little option. It cleared after about 2 mins and i ventured back out to work with the vision of my half eaten chicken sandwich id left on the bench.

Clothes size hasn’t changed alot, i carry a lot of weight on my belly so even a stone weight loss doesn’t drastically change my vital stats. Im still a 40″ waist possibly 38″. But all nice jeans only go up to 36″. Id love to wear some trendy jeans and a tight t shirt, my little man boobs look awful in T-shirts unless they’re a certain shape, dull, straight and thick material helps, the trendy thin and deep cut necked t’s just make me look huge.

In the last few months my partner and i haven’t been that close, since the baby came we’ve survived on very little sleep which has made us irritable and tired which causes us to argue daily which is exhausting. My job is also taking its toll on my personal life, i leave the house at 8am and get back 9pm most nights. i don’t see my friends much so haven’t really had many words of encouragement, a stone down and nobody noticing just hits home how big I am. Having a baby makes it difficult to dodge photos like i used to, I’ve seen a few lately where i can see the changes in my body and in some look good, but i cant help think am still too big in all of them. My partner often says “you look dead skinny in that top”. But i often just think shes being nice, i don’t know if ill ever be skinny actually.

I still haven’t told anyone about my op, only me and my girlfriend know. My sister in law is morbidly obese and has been asking her doctor to refer her for gastric surgery and i have to bite my tongue every time she mentions it, but feel like shouting “its not a cure!”. I don’t know if that is entirely true yet of course. I mean, I’ve seen numerous success stories, but until i see my own then i will have to reserve judgement. Keeping it a secret has been difficult at times but i just dont want to be judged by anyone. The same when i would diet and go to my mam and dads for a cup of tea.

“how many sugars?” my Dad would say.
“two!” id reply.
Then the most irritating but predictable response
“Tut! I thought you were meant to be dieting!”

I’ll keep it to myself for the foreseeable future.



Well its that time of year again that I always end up poorly with something.  On Wednesday I started getting a headache/migraine that was making it hard for me to keep my eyes open.  I left work early and knew it is likely to take the rest of the week off to recover, only today am I starting to feel better.

Since having the band I’ve noticed I get dehydrated very quickly so am having to force myself to drink more water during the day, being ill I was sweating like mad which just made the situation worse.

Since my second fill I’m starting to feel full sooner, I’ve just had a bowl of cornflakes which would leave me wanting more but it actually made me feel quite sick so I can tell its working although not as well as I’d hoped.  I’ve lost 10lbs since surgery but that’s through me being cautious with food choices, I Dont give the band any credit for that.  I’ve another fill in 2 weeks where I think I’m going to be getting into the green zone.

Just my luck

Well since my second fill I’ve noticed a feel fuller quicker, not massively but noticeably so I’m feeling better about it working.  Am not losing much on the scale but patience will prevail.

Anyway, on Sunday I’m chewing on a bit of chicken and I feel a shard of tooth come off one of my bottom rear teeth.  Incredible pain soon ensues and am now looking down the face of a massive dentist bill.  With the side I chew on now out of action and me being required to chew my food thoroughly means am limited to what I can eat.

I get an emergency appointment with my dentist, i only signed onto this dentist a few weeks back so haven’t seen him before, so I have got a raft of paper work to complete when I walk in the door.  One of the questions is, “have you recently had any major surgery in the last 6 months?” And I think “shit”. My boss recommended this dentist and knows him very well, if I tell them I’ve had gastric band is it likely to get back to her? Across the top of the sheet it says “confidential patient survey” and I think that dentists must be bound by the same rules doctors are around patient confidentiality, nevertheless I hesitate to be honest but then I tink what if I spaz out on the chair and they have to insert some tubes or whatever and my withholding of information puts my life at risk… fuck it! I signed it.  Slowly beginning to regret it now though as i can’t trust they keep their mouths shut.  Anyhoo, temporary filling in place and an xray means am back for more treatment next week.  Can’t chew much food at moment, probe a good thing.