The Roanoker - January/February 2018 - 40
written by BRYAN PAIEMENT
photographed by RIVERS AND ROADS PHOTOGRAPHY
A post-flu weigh-in led to a friendly
father-son weight loss competition,
but who won?
THOUGHT WHEN YOU got the flu, you lost your
appetite, as part of the package of extreme fatigue,
chills and splitting headaches.
Not for me.
I'd lived through a week after of a fever of 102.2,
during which I ate and ate and ate and sat, all my
energy reserved for chewing.
I hardly recognized the number that appeared on
the scale-never before had I reached 201 pounds,
which may not seem too terrible, but for my body
type, my thin bones, it was cause for concern.
My mother's response when I told her over
the phone: "Oh my God, are you serious? What
It's fair to say my mother and father are obsessed
with weight-noticing it on others, trying to lose it,
talking about losing it-my father, Pierre, an ex-hockey player and unrelenting athlete, more so.
Yes, I'd participated in a walking competition
among elementary schools before I got the flu, but I'd
soon fizzled with the pedometer that was part of the
event, as evidenced by my post-flu 200-plus weigh-in.
So something had to change. My metabolism
wasn't going to miraculously speed up with age. The
& PIERRE PAIEMENT
All fun and games on the
Roanoke Greenway...once the
challenge had ended.