have to push myself to go to the gym or hop on my treadmill at home, and sometimes I end up with an aching knee and sore legs. The good thing is that most days when I finish, I feel better than I did before I began. It’s not so much a physical thing; it’s more of an emotional benefit. I know that I’ve done something good for myself, and I feel a small swell of pride.
The most surprising thing I learned this week, though, is that so many people — so many of you — actually care about the struggles of an ordinary fat man. I’ve been overwhelmed by the outpouring of support. Overwhelmed ... and humbled. As I write this, the Ken 2.0 Facebook page has 361 fans; 69 people are following the project on Twitter, and 161 comments have been posted on the blog.
Thanks for cheering me. Thanks for sharing your stories. You can’t imagine how helpful you’ve been.
One week down, 51 left to go. I hope you’ll stick with me.