Hi. My name’s Elden, but please feel free to call me “Fatty.”
How it Started
For the past fifteen or so years, biking — whether on the road or on dirt — has has been essentially my one and only hobby/activity/obsession. The thing is, though, cyclists need to be light if they’re going to be fast. So, a few years ago, when I went on a nice long bike ride and noticed I was having to walk up hills I had easily ridden not many years before, I realized something had to be done.
And yes, I also noticed my knees pushed into my gut with each pedal stroke. Shaddup.
I had known I needed to lose weight, but hadn’t really done much about it. As I pushed my bike up the road, I realized I had not tried one very successful diet tactic: humiliation. I resolved to start a blog, embarrassing myself by proclaiming my weight on a daily basis, no matter how bad I was doing.
I didn’t want to just post my weight, though. So I also wrote stories. Sometimes these stories are about rides. Sometimes they’re fake news (especially around Tour de France time, when there’s usually lots of stuff in the bike industry that begs for satire). Sometimes they’re about whatever bike-related thing has popped into my head that morning (lunchtime, evening, whenever).
And lately the blog’s been about a little bit more.
What’s Going On Right Now
Besides being a middle-aged guy who loves cycling, I’m also the father of four kids (2 boys, identical twin girls). Until August 2009, I was also the husband of a woman — Susan — who passed away after a five-year fight with breast cancer.
So while I still write lots of the jokey stuff I always have, I’m now inclined to also write the occasional serious post, keeping my family and friends (including the hundreds of friends I’ve made on this blog, but have never met in person) up to date with how how I’m doing.
I also am prone to frequent contests for my readers, geared toward making money for the Lance Armstrong Foundation and the Huntsman Cancer Institute, two organizations that have helped us in immeasurably in our fight against cancer.
How to Reach Me
It’s easy to reach me. Just send me email. You should know that there’s a reasonable chance I won’t respond, because, well, I have four kids, a full-time job, a blog, a love of bicycles, and a short attention span. So follow these guidelines:
- Ask one question when you email me, and keep it simple. If you ask a whole bunch of questions or a question that requires hours of work from me, I’ll think to myself, “I’ll have to get back to this one later,” and then I never will. This isn’t me being snobby about email with strangers; this is how I am with everyone, including friends, family, and my boss.
- If I don’t reply, try emailing me again. I’m probably not ignoring you on purpose. I’m just not very organized or responsible.
If You Want to Reprint Something I’ve Written
Once in a while, people ask me if they can reprint something I’ve written. If you find yourself in this situation, please seek help. It’s not too late to get the attention you need. Or you can just email me and ask. Generally I’m cool with it, as long as you give me credit. If you can give me extra credit, so much the better.
As of this moment, I am twenty pounds heavier than I was when the pictures you see here were taken. Once again, I can accurately call myself “Fatty.”
How nice for me.