It’s weird to think that it’s possible for me to walk around with 200 extra pounds of weight. For instance, I bought a 25 lb. box of kitty litter this week and it was a struggle to get it to the car. The flimsy plastic “handle” rolled up on itself so all 25 pounds of pressure were ripping through my knuckles. It hurt. It was heavy. It sucked.
And yet, I am 200 pounds overweight. This means I’m carrying around 8 of these kitty litter boxes on my person! I can not lift that much weight, yet if you incorporate it into my body it somehow works.
Well, works in a way. I have limited mobility compared to average-weight people. Walking half a mile to a concert up and down hills really exhausted me. Doing more than a couple flights of stairs requires frequent panting breaks on landings. And at the book store today my feet start to hurt after standing around for 10-15 minutes.
Even with this abuse, my body is still currently functioning. But even lacking a gift of clairvoyance I know my body will not stand up to this forever. Bad joints and painful feet are in my future if I don’t start shedding kitty litter fast.