So, I know it’s probably sacrilege to talk about obesity so soon after a holiday known for binging, but I blame Yahoo for posting a story on America’s fattest cities of which Atlanta is #16. The story blames the usual suspect: a sprawling suburban population increasing the need for more residents to commute thereby increasing the consumption of convenient, yet fatty, fast food.
It’s funny, but I kind of had a conversation about this one day with my friend Adrian. He was talking about how Austin, Texas is on the opposite end of the spectrum: health conscious and in love with exercise. He said he missed that, because he believed that he had move to a fat city. I guess since I’ve been considered obese for most of my life, I kind of just nodded and then left quickly to satiate my appetite with a greasy burger. Imagine my surprise, when I found support for his viewpoint.
But seriously, for the first time in my life, I’ve actually made an effort to shift my eating and exercise habits. Granted the effort has been small, but I am at least trying. I’d like to live a long, heathly life if possible and if that means eating more leafy green things and getting out of my condo once in awhile, (the sun! It burns us!) so be it! And now, I have a new incentive: getting my new home off America’s Most Fat List.