When I was little, my cousins and I used to hike up our underpants, stomp our feet, slap our knees, and yell, “SUMO!” It was our salute to the beauty of sumo wrestling.
Though I’ve never seen a match in real life, I have seen the men who participate and they are truly like little mountains. Tall. Wide. Big. Strong. They move in their robes like Tsunami Waves – slow and steady and with incredible intensity. To watch them is to watch something beyond the imagination; how do these men get so darn big?
Yesterday I went to the doctor for my 7 month check-up and weighed in at a good 12 pounds heavier then I did only a few weeks ago. Pleased with my diligence and training, I have contacted a local Japanese Sumo Chapter to alert them of my status. With a few more months like this one, I’m going to throw my hat/belly into the ring.
Until then, I have investigated what it takes to make it in the sumo world (see 3:30min mark below) and am now adopting a strict regiment:
- 10,000 calories a day
- a lot of beer
- followed by a nap to make sure the weight stays on
Wish me luck.