An Experiment in Liberation

Welcome to my experiment. It’s not really a novel one. I’m not certain it will be a good one. But, I think the idea of progress (or the illusion of it) might be worth a try. So, here goes. I have a rather tight t-shirt. I will admit that when I bought said t-shirt I thought hmmm . . . if I lose just a little weight this might look slamming on me. I have yet to lose a little weight. Said shirt does not look slamming on me—I look rather like a sausage in it. To be honest, at the moment, I’m looking rather sausage like in most of my clothes.

Which then got me to thinking . . .

What if I went on a diet—but not just a diet (I don’t think the d-word really works) but a lifestyle change. That phrase sounds much more romantic and somehow more pragmatic. Something I could actually do and keep up consistently. Oh yes, that is day one optimism talking.

Would I actually be able to fit into my tight t-shirt? At the moment, the t-shirt is so tight it is relegated to being worn only at bed—and even then, I only wear it because I’d feel like I wasted my money if I didn’t at least try to get some use out of it.

So, here is my goal—and perhaps the goal of this blog—to unleash the tight t-shirt upon the world. What that means is that I will attempt to change my life enough to fit into said tight t-shirt (which will be posted at a later date) and one day return the shirt from the relative captivity of my bedroom to the actual wild of the real world . . . As I’ve actually got quite an ahem *hefty* amount of weight to shift, once I am able to fit into this t-shirt, I’ll pick up another smaller *gasp* t-shirt and continue the process. Until I reach what I feel to be a healthy weight.

So, this is the journey. They’ll be much laughing, much tears, moaning as I try to fall in love with exercise-- or at least in like with exercise, probably a fair bit of chat about what I’m reading (I work in publishing so I read a lot) and possibly what I’m writing (if I'm feeling brave). What do you think? Will you join me on my quest to liberate the tight t-shirts of the world (or the UK)?