One winter morning I went out to run thirteen miles. Right after I started, I saw three young girls on their way to school.
I am not fat, I have to say, but when I wear a down vest to keep warm, I do look heavier.
So one girl said, “Hey, fat man, you are doing well! Fat man, you are doing well.” Another girl said, “Fatty, carry on, carry on! Fatty, carry on, carry on!”
RB 53. 20 January 1979↩