A little less conversation, a little more action please (aka Blubbergeddon 2)


by Pete

If you have been with us for a while, you’ll know of Blubbergeddon, where Whaleoil staff and readers all competed for bragging rights on who lost most weight.   I’m about to start Blubbergeddon 2, and if you want to join, you can.

A few weeks before Christmas I finally had the guts to stand on the scales (see what I did there?).  After a year of work, stress and very bad food and lifestyle choices, I wasn’t too keen to see what it said – other than “one at a time please”.

Having done the Polo orders and gotten another for myself, I knew I was one of only two people, excluding Cam, that ordered a 3XL.

127 kg is the heaviest I have ever been, and it’s all around my gut.  All around my organs.   I probably have more fat in my liver than liver.

I guess I am one of those healthy fatsos, because over the year, the blood tests all said I wasn’t even pre-diabetic.  Cholesterol was high, but not needing medical intervention.  Blood pressure was high – in fact, it sky rocketed over the Dirty Politics period to the point my doctor told me to come back a few months later to see what it would settle to.

So yes, on the whole a healthy lardo, but I was having other problems.  Suspicious chest pains.  Clearly deteriorating vision that was linked to what I ate or drank.

Before Christmas I decided it was time to stop being idiot and stop taking the easy way out.  2014 was a year where for large parts we worked all day and grabbed any food and drink that was easy.  My poison of choice was caffeinated soft drinks – the elixir of people who need to push their bodies to stay awake.

Since then, I pretty much only drink water, cut out most easy sugars, and have cut out most of my snacking.  But I didn’t restrict what I took in, so I was still eating pizza and large pates of pasta.

I wasn’t eating to lose weight.

What I had started was basic set of supplements.  Something called Lester’s Oil and a good multi-vitamin.  Lester’s Oil mostly because of the Omega 3.  I’m a bit concerned about my depression, early onset dementia and Altzheimer’s if I have to be totally honest.

Looking at what and how much I ate was going to have to come eventually, but I couldn’t make myself do it yet.

Why tell you all?  Do I have this need to be the center of attention?  No, not really.  But the fact is, we beat people up for being fatties and lardos all the time, and we’re hardly poster children for healthy living ourselves.   This is why Cam and I are going “out front” again, admitting we’re seriously overweight fatties ourselves (especially me!), and we’re going to do something about it.


This is what it looks like today.  It’s not a pretty picture at all.  Some nice moobs and a pasty blob of fat hanging off me.

I’ve started a new way of eating a little over a week ago, and as a side effect it also delivers slow and steady weight loss.  I’m still finding it nearly impossible to do something because at this stage I’m going to be out of breath just thinking about it.  But that will change.

Cam and I were talking about the need to sort our health last week, and the idea to resurrect Blubbergeddon came up.   And so here we are.

If you are interested in joining us in our battle to put our health where our mouths are (see what I did there?), you’ll need to drop me an email ([email protected]…etc).  Your true identity will remain a secret, but I need to give you access to a Google document you can access to update your own information.  You can use a made-up name if you like, there is no need to go out in public.

But it will be nice to have another Blubbergeddon, and you are welcome to join in.

To start with, I’ll do a weekly update on my own situation, while discussing some side issues, like my diet, why I’ve started taking Lester’s Oil, and some other experiences which I have not found that doctors know much about:  the very scary situation of diet affecting vision.   And of course, the weekly update will also show the progress of everyone else who has joined Blubbergeddon.

You don’t have to be a 3XL type to join in.   Even people who are size 12 that want to drop to 10 are most welcome.   And whereas my journey is probably going to take me well into 2016, you can join and stop whenever you like.

You don’t have to post photos, although if you have the courage, please do, if only to make me feel less lonely.

This won’t be a weekly agony uncle column, it won’t be a look-at-me column, it won’t be a rah-rah-rah let’s all lose weight column.   It will just cover various topics that seem to become more important when you get to a certain age, and you start to realise you have taken your body and mortality for granted too long.

The first Blubbergeddon worked well for losing weight.   This one will be about making changes that are permanent, and weight loss is but a small side-effect.

Drop me an email if you want to join.  (For total privacy, create an email address for the occasion as other participants will be able to see your your email address)

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