As a reformed fat guy people always ask me the same question. How did I do it? The answer should be no secret, diet and exercise. The mistake most people make is thinking that I wanted to be thin, I don’t. I want to be able to do the things like being active in my older years and that won’t happen from the seat of a Gerry scooter. The other thing they think is that I no longer want to bury my face in a pile of free office donuts. I want to not only eat all the donuts I want to then go get more and eat them too. The food sitting out on the desks and tables around the office is a torture test for me. People say, “Just have one” Which creates in me a fight for control of my impulses. Someone said “you know you want one” which my reply is that wanting one is not at issue, I want more than one. The most horrific test has been the Girl Scout cookies sitting in the cube across from me. The lady who has the cube was out of town for a week on a business trip and someone delivered the cookies she ordered. They just sat on her desk, untouched. She is not around I could have swiped a box and no one would have known. I could eat a whole box, feel guilty and buy a new one and replace them. But no, they just sat there calling me and all I could do was fight to resist. I am proud that I made it and upon her return she did offer me some, which I politely declined. That moment will replay itself out over and over again every week, for now I remain reformed, but tomorrow could be a different day.