Weight-Loss Cartoons to Make You Smile (And a Canadian Giveaway!)

Calling all Canadians! You can win this hilarious weight-loss cartoon book!

Hey, hey, it’s Guest Bloggers’ Week, which means we’re bringing you some of the best and most inspiring posts from writers around the web! Click here to see all of the great guest posts that inspire, push us to get fitter, make us think in new ways and crack us the heck up!

I, Julie Faulkner (Jules to my friends), first hopped on the webcomics bandwagon with Promises Promises, a humorous (and sometimes honest) look at diet, fitness and the struggles and successes that come with achieving a healthy lifestyle (or at least making a good effort at it). I update the site every Monday, Wednesday and Friday.

Although Promises Promises may have started out four years ago as a vain attempt to write off a gym membership as a business expense, it has carried on. The first print collection, Starting Tomorrow, was released in August of 2011, with a second volume on its way, scheduled for the fall of 2012!

Here are a few samples of my work…enjoy! (Click on the images to make them larger.)

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Can you relate to any of these weight-loss cartoons??? —Julie Faulkner

Want to win Jules’ (we’re friends now, right, Jules?) book Starting Tomorrow? Simply leave a comment telling us the funniest thing that’s ever happened to you in your fitness adventures, and we’ll select four random CANADIAN (and only Canadians this time, guys!) readers to win in about a week. Good luck, and a big thanks to Jules for the laughs! —Jenn

According to her friends, Jules “barbecues hella good” and when not panhandling for mortgage payments, she divides her time between comics, storyboards for television, fundraising for breast cancer research, reading about health and fitness*, and actually going to the gym (occasionally).

*Jules may enjoy a healthy lifestyle but is NOT a fitness professional of any kind. At all. Not even a little bit.

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  1. Amelia H. says:

    Thank you for doing a canadian giveaway! The funniest thing that has happened to me was that I stepped onto a treadmill that wasn’t being used but it was still on so I face planted onto it.

  2. Christina D. says:

    I just recently discovered your site and am lovin it!
    The funniest thing that has happened to me at the gym is I was about to sit on the exercise ball to do some chest presses when right when my butt touched the ball the thing just Popped out and bounce away like it was afraid of me and I therefore landed right on my tushie in front of everyone. Thankfully I am able to laugh at myself, the problem was I couldn’t stop afterwards 🙂

  3. Meesh Beer says:

    After a long hiatus from any form of organized exercise, I decided to try a bootcamp class. A full on, 1 hour, non-stop, body pounding exercise class.

    Immediately following the class it felt like my bones had dissolved into gelatine, but I managed to stumble home (looking like a Monty Python “silly walks” sketch), shower, have breakfast, then settle in at my computer.
    Good for you I thought.
    No big deal I thought.

    A couple of hours later I got up to go to the washroom.

    oh LORD! What is this stiffness?! What is this PAIN!

    I hobbled to the bathroom, and slowly attempted to lower myself onto the commode.
    It was agonizing.

    Due to the lower profile of the seat, in comparison to my desk chair, and the weakened state of my muscles (legs, arms, core, etc…) I truly didn’t think I could do it. After several attempts, I finally crashed down onto the hard seat.
    What was this think made of? Concrete and nails?? (I found myself longing for that horrible, cushioned toilet seat we had in the 70’s… )

    My business done, I then attempted to stand up.
    Nope. Wasn’t happening. No way, no how.
    Whatever strength I had left in my decrepit carcass was permanently depleted.

    When I stopped “craphing” (that’s when the situation is so desperate, yet so funny that you cry and laugh simultaneously) I realized that on top of not being able to stand, I had now spent so long on the john that my legs had fallen asleep. Insult to injury.

    Since I had yet to get into the habit of bringing my smartphone to the washroom with me (it started that day…) I would have to somehow rescue myself from this awkward and painful situation.

    I rolled (yes rolled) off the commode onto my hands and knees and crawled to the livingroom, pants still around my ankles, still “craphing” from the situation and now the onset of screaming pain returning to my legs via an agonizing “pins & needles” sensation.

    I would eventually regain the feeling in my legs (and my dignity)
    But I would think twice about “jumping in full throttle” again, easing instead into an exercise routine a bit at a time

  4. My brother (a fairly successful power lifter) invited me out to do a leg workout with him one day so he could show me proper form. I had a FANTASTIC workout, and learned a lot that’s stayed with me — the lessons I learned from that workout about overcoming mental barriers eventually were instrumental in me completing 3 half marathons in the space of 5 months. However, my brother may have overmotivated me somewhat and I may have (just slightly) overdone things…

    It took 5 days before I could walk normally again. And the whole time, my wife was pointing and laughing. And if I asked her to stop, she would just laugh harder. Sometimes she’d laugh so hard she’d start cackling like the Wicked Witch of the West. (Not an exaggeration – the women in her family really cackle if they laugh hard enough, it’s downright hysterical to get them all going at once.) Even after I’d recovered, she spent years periodically bringing up the goofy way I was walking.

    And then, one glorious (for me) day, she got a personal trainer who made her do leg exercises for the first time in her life…

    Luckily she has a good sense of humour. 🙂

  5. Jenn says:

    And you guys ALL win! Emailing you now to get addresses. 🙂

    –FBG Jenn