Body High(lights): The road to fat me
Was it once or twice last year that I got super lean? Which ever, that part's done
If one were to read through the following succession of wellness journalism entries, they would take away that physical fitness and spiritual wellness are only tangentially the stories’ concern. The Body High feature deeply wants to be a travelogue.
It also allows necessity to dictate too much fitness… the “Body High” may be me. From the Sunset Boulevard gym to the Echo Park low-resistance machines and from Rock-N-Roll Ralph’s to Portland’s winter rain… I been everywhere, man. In my body and on these West Coast streets.
Clearly not everywhere, of course. But I have an excellent sense of what’s going on. Inside and out.
Somewhere there’s a list of kisses, scribbled off of Venice Boulevard.
In a stunning reveal, video from Monday’s MLK Day/Inauguration live chatter gave away my newly-rounded belly. The development is what happens when you drink and smoke cigarettes and eat road food for a solid month. There’s a load of work ahead, if this very real story is to be turned around by spring, when I intend to re-emerge from the figurative lab.
In the 15 months since signing back up at that 24-Hour Fitness in Tacoma, my body has been profoundly lean and at times I have hauled a gut. My thighs got weirdly skinny at one point. The skin on them began to sag. The story of an aging body’s condition is bound to surprise, right up until the ultimate stunner: The part where we are no more.
Below is where I’ve been since June:
That periodic reminder that few months ago, author, editor, and educator Jervey Tervalon invited me to do something with my screenwriting project at Pasadena’s May Litfest, and that little bit of encouragement helped move my tiny, aspirational project into a number of promising places. I am super grateful for that.
If you can assist Jervey’s household in getting back on track it would be appreciated.
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This is me at my most lean, last summer and just before the pandemic. My belief is that I can make it back. A little winter belly will not dissuade me.