Let's get uncomfortable.

This is a picture of the back of my car.

When I am frustrated or tired or stressed, I head for the drive-thru. Fast food is my "comfort" food. Unfortunately, being 80 lb overweight isn't comfortable.

It hurts when I run. My shins are killing me. I'm winded before I get to the end of the driveway. I have to always be concentrating on my stride so that I don't run on the inside of my feet, because 270lb coming down hard on your arches is no good. My back hurts because I'm tensing it as I run, trying to offset the gravitational force of my gut. Running isn't very comfortable right now.

My pants don't fit well. I'm at the point now where if I gain any more weight, the big and tall store will be my only option. My last clothing purchase was a pair of pants with hidden elastic in the waist. And I was excited about them, because they were comfortable. There's that word again. Comfortable.

Let me tell you, the pants in my size (that would be size 41 waist) aren't nearly as cool as the ones in a 31 waist. And I don't look cool waddling down the sidewalk on my nightly runs. I am uncool, and uncomfortable. And that's exactly where I need to be.

Tonight I ran almost three miles without stopping. I was soaking wet with sweat. I hurt like hell. But I feel AWESOME inside.