A friend once posted the following on Facebook:
“Website addresses are like women. The good ones are all taken, but you can occasionally find a gem in a foreign country.”
…which was promptly followed by every woman he knows telling him how awful a person he is.
Misogyny aside, the part about URLs is 100% correct. . . unless you have a pretty decent chunk of money to spend.
When I decided to blog about my attempt to get back into shape, I wanted an address that told a story standing on its own. Something that I wouldn’t look at in a month and think, “what a stupid blog name!” Not any easy task.
I opted for self doubt and negativity.
If you’ve ever tried to remove an addiction from your life, whether it be overeating, drinking, sex, smoking, or something of a lesser degree, you’ve probably failed. Probably more than once. I don’t know about anyone else, but repeated failure gets me pretty close to giving up on myself. The negative words floating around in my head? “Lazy, fat, worthless.” These are the insurmountable hurdles in my way. The obstacles I’ve created.
So, why Lazy Fat Worthless? Because maybe putting my doubts out there in the public realm could turn them into a positive of sorts. Perhaps it’s about time I proved to myself that none of those words describe me.