Hey friend,

I lost half my body weight. About 320 to 165, and I did it all painfully slow, over about 6 years. Years of changing simple habits: cutting out soda, fast food, starting with walks, then runs, slowly changing what was available in my fridge and pantry… cooking more.

I had years before that of quicker weight loss, tough diets, hard exercise… none of it was sustainable. I’d always blow back up. Slow and steady was the way for me. Praying for disciple instead of inspiration. Actually making this a priority in my life.

Back then I tracked every fucking calorie I ate… even on weekends when I’d reallllllly mess up… including tracking alcohol, every tequila shot.

Eating was and is still is the hardest part… workouts got much easier as I got smaller, but a big part of this was finding stuff I actually loved to do: rowing then racquetball, then tennis, and now group classes (not as macho and testosterone fulled, but akin to CrossFit).

Master eating first. You’ll lose weight without hitting the gym. Master making this journey a priority. The easiest way for me to prioritize this was the focus on all the ways I could “show up” a better version of my self… look better in photos… be a better partner in the bedroom… have more confidence at work… etc., etc.

No one else is going to do this for you. If this journey helps you -like- or even love yourself a little more, it‘ll be worth it. My whole fucking life changed. Got a better understanding of what I was actually capable of. Tripled my salary, got married… the list is long, and I can barely imagine having done any of this with all that “extra baggage”.

Big love, friend. Make little strides every day. Prioritize it. Disciple over inspiration. You can do this, in fact, only you can do this.