Phone Call

262 – Phone Call From Dad

Today is a big day. It’s the first day of the rest of my life.

The fact that I just wrote that sentence really sort of scares me if I’m being honest. But it really needs to be. I need to make some SIGNIFICANT changes. Back on August 1st, 2019 I penned a post here titled Rock Bottom – I Think I’m There. I don’t know what I weighed that day, but I can guarantee you it wasn’t as much as I did this morning.

You know how I know that? Cause when I stepped on the scale this morning I was heavier than I have EVER BEEN IN MY LIFE. This morning I weighed in at a whopping 262 pounds. Fuck that… all the way.

I’d pretty much made the decision this morning that I had to do something drastic. That was going to be NOT drink for an entire month – tomorrow is June 1st so I just got a one day head start but I need to do this. I’ve been saying for years that if I didn’t drink for a month I’d drop 20 pounds. Well… it’s time to find out.

If that SHOCKING number on the scale wasn’t enough I got another kick in the ass this afternoon in the form of an out of the blue phone call from my father. He told me he was worried about my weight. He also told me that I should watch what I drink. Talk about an eye opener.

Eye Opener

I won’t get to where I want to be (sub 200 lbs) by JUST not drinking. In addition to that I’m doing intermittent fasting and going as close to carnivore as I can. I did carnivore a couple of months back and while it made me feel great it did send me toward a spiral that ultimately led me to GOUT of all things. I’m hoping that without the alcohol I’ll be better this time, but I’m not going to beat myself up if I ‘cheat’ with some veggies.

EDIT: I’m updating the title of this post prior to posting it to include my current weight of 262. I’ve found that this practice allows me to look back through my blog and look at my progress or, sadly, lack thereof.

Going back through this site is really disheartening… it’s a diary that outlines failure after failure. I’m smart enough to know that I shouldn’t use words like ‘hope’ cause I KNOW that ultimately I am in control. But I really ‘hope’ this something I’m up for.

I need take control of my life… a control I don’t feel like I’ve had for a long time.

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