February 26, 2008 posted by

Skinny Fat

So I’ve been home for a month and am probably in the worst shape I’ve been in this decade. After a few weeks of nursing some post-challenge injuries I headed off to India where I managed to lose 15 pounds of muscle. This means that I weigh less than I did during my bd challenge but my body fat percentage is higher. Skinny fat; that’s what I am. Same thing happened to my friends Trent and Dawn, an uber-fit couple who also shedded a lot of muscle in Nepal. You walk a lot, do pretty much no intense exercise, eat bad food, breathe polluted air, and battle dysentary. The result: skinny fat.

However, I’ve been back a month. Long enough to reverse this except for, well, battling some sort of Asian monkey virus that passed to Romney just as I was beating it, which has essentially kept me grounded. I’m finally healed up, completely out of excuses, and find my self with no goals for 2008 except to heal a couple of nagging injuries. Talking to the red capped cashier (thankfully no speedo though) at the Wild Oats last night got me thinking about my rumored retirement (no, damnit, I’m not old) and the words of the late Kingsley “Ned” Zissou, “What’s next for Team Zissou?”

(dictated but not read)

pic – our equity partner, Ned

1 Comment

  • Skinny fat my ass. You wouldn’t know fat if it slapped you on the dick and called you Martha.

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