A delightful meal for today: a couple of eggs and burger patties with a mass of bacon lining things up to be a 232 / 77 / 1 day.

This diet is defined as "diet" in its broad sense. And maybe that is the key: there is no willpower needed to do something extraordinary. You just need a good food journal (and there is an argument I could just keep this thing in a spiral-bound notebook).

Most importantly, the 30,000-foot view post-weightloss plan is in place. I have a vision of the future. Yes, in a mere twelve weeks, I once cut weight like nobody's business on a low-calorie, (1000-1240 / daily) semi-starving approach—explodes carnivore out of the water! You see, I dug deep and lost 70 lbs on THREE occasions on that way! But what always gnawed in the back of my mind was what I would do in the After. I simply was not gonna eat dehydrated broccoli, spinach, and flaxseed forever!

On the other hand, could I eat this morning's break-fast forever? You can bet your bottom dollar! And that is why I can see my future and look forward to stepping into what I once only dreamt.

Weightloss solved.

And this is the last post I will write on my diet until I hit goal weight, as I raise the Bolton High c/o '96 banner again.

Befitting words call back to me as a 24-year-old in December 2002 speaks to this 45-year-old guy in Change.