Happy Fat Tuesday everyone! Although given the obesity epidemic in this country, isn’t every day Fat Tuesday? No, I’m just having some fun … kind of.
As a special treat, Lisa Johnson Fitness decided to send me down to New Orleans to write this post LIVE from the middle of Mardi Gras, and let me tell you, something smells a bit off.
But seriously, there is a mass of humanity everywhere I look, and I do mean mass. There are a lot of loose fitting shirts traveling through New Orleans today, and — oh, oh!!
No, please pull your shirt back down, miss. I will give you beads if you promise not to show that to me again. I see you’ve been enjoying a few of New Orleans’ famous Hurricanes while celebrating. 350 calories each, you know. You’ve had three so far? You sure it’s only three? Three-ish you say? Well, here are some beads. Please don’t drink anymore and think they’re M&Ms later. Okay, thank you. Have fun. Buh-bye.
Trust me, readers, you should be happy I’m not live streaming today’s post. Anyway, here comes the first float of the parade and … it has … stalled out. Appears there are too many celebrants riding this tribute to Bacchanalia and the poor golf cart engine putt-putt pulling it has given out. Should have chosen to staff the float with beauty queens instead of the LSU football team offensive line. Or at the least their lookalikes. What’s that? They’re just regular citizens? Well, I guess if Louisiana wasn’t the 5th fattest state in the country this might not be a problem. And thankfully a truck has just pulled up and Lent it a hand. Get it? Man, there’s nothing funnier than Ash Wednesday jokes.
Hang on a sec. I’m hearing music; sounds like a brass band, and … yes! A New Orleans style funeral has just come ’round the corner. Either that or I’ll be starring in season three of “Treme” on HBO. I’ve always enjoyed this combination of spiritual, respectful, and celebrational. And I’m guessing this band is getting plenty of work, given how seven of the top ten causes for death are directly linked to obesity.
I’m gonna take this opportunity to join the procession, so it’s time to sign off from the Big Easy. Enjoy your Fat Tuesday, everyone, but hopefully in name only. And remember, you don’t have to be religious to try giving up something for 40 days. It can be a great kickstart to dropping some weight or getting off the couch and starting an exercise routine.
Until next time … C’mon, sing along with me everyone! “Oh when the saints … come marching in … “


