chapter 5 first workout

For the rest of Monday, after Janie and Carson came home, Janie laid on the couch, sobbing and eating 2 bags of chips and a carton of ice cream that she had asked her dad to stop and get on the way home. Carson felt sorry for his porky daughter and worried about her health, but he had a hard time saying no. He also didn't think she could lose all the weight and return to her old self. yes she was uncomfortable and humiliated and embarrassed by the doctor's appointment and the disaster at the mall, but she wasn't uncomfortable enough to want to change. Change is hard, especially for a 300 + girl, and Carson knew that.

His thoughts proved right on Tuesday morning. He woke up the beached whale at 10am. Gave her a smoothie blended with milk, strawberries and bananas. Janie drank it sadly. She knew if she wanted to get back in shape it would take a lot of work - exercise and willpower to not eat the greasy fatty foods.

"Janie, I got a surprise for you," Carson said, presenting her with a large shopping bag. Janie looked questionably at her dad, but looked inside and pulled out the widest pair of sports bra and shorts she had ever seen. She honestly couldn't believe how wide they were, and she broke down crying, knowing that's how wide she was.

Carson patted his daughter's belly. "There there Tubby. I know how sad you were not being able to wear a crop top and shorts yesterday, like those girls. I brought this for you a couple of days ago, through an online store. If you want to be skinny again you got to make some hard changes," he then grabbed a handful of Janie's belly and shook it side to side. Janie nodded sadly.

She waddled to the bathroom, and put on the shorts and sports bra. She looked in the mirror and was so disgusted to see how far her belly stuck out, plus hanged down. Angry pink stretch marks covered her own skin. Her arms so large, with cellulite. Her bum stuck out like a shelf. Her third chin newly formed. Eyes like a little pig's - squishy.

Her parents had an exercise room in their home, and Carson got his daughter started on the treadmill. He put it at 2.5, a slow moderate speed. But Janie started to huff and puff after 5 minutes. He brought it down to a sad 1.0. There was a mirror in front of Janie and she tried to look away, ashamed to see every part of her jiggle as she walked.

Carson felt it comical to see his daughter waddle, red face.

"Keep going Fatty," he said, poking her in the belly. He thought some mild teasing would motivate her. But she just kept huffing and puffing, eyes glazed.

"That a girl, tubby-wubby. Chunky monkey, jiggly butt. My big fat Pillsbury dough girl will soon be a thin gingerbread girl." he poked his finger hard in Janie's belly button, and she whimpered.

After a total of 8 minutes, Janie could not do it anymore. Her legs were raging in pain, her breathing labored like she had ran instead of walked. She stopped the treadmill, and waddled off, laying on the floor on her back, red faced and sweaty, and breathing heavily. Every part of her had sweat, and her bra was soaked through. Carson was so amazed at seeing how his daughter's belly had grown and resemble a sphere. He could not believe a human's body could stretch to that capacity. It was more than 60 inches in circumference, and the top of her belly was more than 3 feet tall! He measured it last night when she was sleeping.

Carson set beside his daughter, and gave her some water, but the poor pig was so out of shape she could not sip for the moment. So he took a white towel and wiped the sweat off her face, her arms and legs, and then taking his time to wipe it off her belly and under her belly rolls. When she was ready to get up, she tried rocking back and forth and side to side. But her fat layers were too heavy for her and weighed her down. When she was on the couch she had the advantage to swing her legs over but not being on the floor, she had nothing.

Carson saw Janie struggling and went into the back room and brought out a human crane lift and harness. 4 months ago Carson and Mia had brought one when Mia's old dad came to visit. He needed help getting in and out of the tub, bed, etc. Luckily the crane had a 400 lbs. capacity and came with various harnesses to lift different sizes.

Janie whimpered and felt so humiliated as her dad harnessed her up, lifting rolls of fat and grunting, ensuring the harness was on properly. He then pressed the "on" button the crane and slowly but surely Janie felt herself being lifted. The crane creaked and groan with the weight of this obese human, but it did its job and Janie found herself standing on her feet.

"Why don't we go again, Tubby?" Her dad asked, patting her belly. Still breathing heavily, and looking so tired, Janie shook her head.

"I'm...too... tired...dad...dy" she said, so out of shape she could barely talk. "Can...we...try...tom...or...ow...?"

Carson nodded, and followed his daughter out of the exercise room, and into the kitchen. She opened the fridge, got a L of pop and a box of the 12 donuts from Krispy Kreme that Carson was saving for his work buddies the next day, and she took them to the couch and laid out like the beached whale she was. Carson knew he should have pushed his daughter more to work out, to reprimand her for eating junk afterwards, but he could not. It was sad to watch his blubbery daughter become the blimp that she was, but also amusing. His daughter that he once thought was going to go far in life, was literally not going to go far any more, at the progress she was going. He was curious to see how far she could go, or at least before his wife returned back.