My name is Jim Jones and I am a software engineer living in Lincoln, NE. I’m fascinated by the strange, the weird. I probably day dream too much.
My goal is to create the next "Big" thing (for whatever that is). So far the only thing getting big is my waste line which leads me to the development of this site.
There’s a lack of websites dedicated to the fitness inept. We’re not talking about the stick that debates whether she should be eating 80 grams or 90 grams of protein a day. There’s no shortage of those freaks online.
I’m talking about the individual that walks into the gym and looks clueless. Where to begin? I realize that it’s scary. I used to be in great shape in high school and actually did collegiate sports my freshman year.
Now, when I walk into a gym I can’t help but feel the eyes in the room gravitate towards my breasts flopping wildly while my feet pound the treadmill like a three-legged elephant. I weigh as much as a baby panda.
So what’s the resolution? I’ve come up with a few solutions that I will share in the coming weeks but I still struggle like everyone else. Why do Twix bars have to come in pairs? Do the peanuts in Snickers count as my daily protein intake?
Nutrition sucks, fitness sucks harder, but being fat sucks the worse. I want to be able to ride a roller coaster without worrying if the harness will fit.
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