I bumped into an old friend three weeks ago and I could not believe what I saw. Simon (not his real name), of the 430-pound fame back in college, was sporting a very nice suit over an obviously ripped body. Talk about transformation.
Swallowing my pride, I asked him what he did. He said he did nothing. What an ass. But as it turned out, he did not try any of the diet fads I have been doing half of my life now. I found out in his weight loss diary that he just ate well and exercised more. Desperate for anything, I decided to give it a try.
You see, I am trying to save my marriage and keep my doctor happy. I might just be paranoid, but I overheard my wife telling a friend that she just can’t stand a man who keeps shoveling crap into his mouth. That was a painful. So I decided to bring back that guy she fell in love with, five years ago. I must admit, I do not look like that guy anymore. I can blame stress, family life, and my wife’s Southern cooking, or I could take responsibility and say, I just eat too much.
I’m writing this weight loss diary to chronicle my quest for that good-looking man I once was. I have been at this weight loss craze for as long as I can remember. And now, five years and an additional 100 pounds later, I am still searching for the best way to shed off this fat I am carting around. I have read about diet success stories, about the South Beach and Atkins and I was just about ready to try one of them before I read Simon’s weight loss diary.
The South Beach Diet may just be my best bet. Based on a weight loss diary I read online, it was pretty simple: replacing bad carbs and fats with good carbs and fat. Easier said than done. How was I supposed to tell good fat from bad fat when right in front of me is a big juicy burger, with all the trimmings?
According to another weight loss diary (thank God for the Internet!), having small frequent meals throughout the day has helped make many diet success stories. This sounded like a good deal to me. I can lose weight without feeling deprived. So I started following it and I could not have been happier. After ten days of eating five small meals a day, ditching that midnight platter of fries, and sweating it out on the jogging path an hour a day, I lost five pounds!
I am happy to report in my own weight loss diary that I have achieved more than what other people said they’ve achieved in a month. I don’t want to sound conceited, but I’m just proud as hell.
If it worked for me in just ten days, imagine how much weight I’d lose in a month, much more so in a year! I can almost see myself posting my ‘before’ and ‘after’ photos and inspire other people who are reading my weight loss diary.
This is just the beginning. I will be recording everything in this weight loss diary not just to keep track of my progress but also to encourage you to start your own losing weight blog and to join me in my ‘shrinking fatso’ journey. Who knows? I might just have the body and the confidence to go out and be social once again. That would be kinda nice, wouldn’t it?
