Those who know me know that I tend to not stick around. If I'm over it I leave. I usually don't even say goodbye. For 2 1/2 years RIOTBEAR was therapy for me. Like I said in the very first post I wanted to shake off any expectations the world and I placed upon myself and my body image. I was thrilled to be free to gain weight and be a Big Fat Bear. Things change. What changed for me was moving Upstate. My new lifestyle caused me to loose 40 lbs in 3 months. I didn't plan on it, but as I started to eat what was convenient for me in the country I began to fall in love with farm fresh food. All natural food. Eating the way people ate just 50 years ago before processed, packaged and unnatural food. I no longer eat fast food. I don't have access to it. I no longer eat a bacon, egg and cheese on a bagel for breakfast every morning. I'd have to drive 5 miles to get it. I no longer order basil fried rice or a carnitas burrito everyday for lunch. It's not even available. I do miss those things and have them when I can, but my world opened up to a whole new way of cooking and dining. My manifesto was always to live my life and let my body do what it wanted. It has. How strange. For the first time in my entire life I am not consumed by what I eat in relation to what I weigh. I never thought I'd have that kinda life.So, that brings this to a close. This is the last RIOTBEAR post. I do feel like a traitor. I'm sorry. There are so many newer, more focused blogs doing a better job at what I tried to do. I will continue to love them and love Bears and love Fatties. I might try to gain again in the future. Either way I am enjoying a freedom from obsession and oppression. I've never felt better and I've never been more content. Looking back at my pictures in this blog I can't believe it's me. It's like a dream and I wake up with a boner.
XOXOX
JAMES
