Don’t you get sick of the disingenuous “join me on my weight-loss journey” blogs? They start great. They post every day. They lose 6 pounds. And then they disappear after like a month.

Hell. I might do same. How the fuck should I know? I don’t have a crystal ball. Do you?

That said, I am posting this stuff to be accountable to myself. I would have posted it on my website blog or talked about it on my YouTube show (The Writes), but I don’t want to bore people that don’t specifically choose to be bored.

So why FIXING WTF?

Because, I don’t know what the fuck happened to break my body, my willpower and my focus, but broken it certainly is. And whatever the fuck it is, needs to be fixed.

So here are some truths (just a few though. If I give you too many because then I won’t have anything to talk about later)

1. I used to be in great shape. I was a fighter and owned two gyms and knew what I was doing. I knew how to eat. I knew how to act. I knew how to workout. I knew how to treat my body as the wonderful machine that it is.
2. I am not in great shape anymore. In fact, I’m a fucking train wreck.
3. I drink too much.
4. I don’t exercise anymore because it sucks and it hurts now. It never did before.
5. This all needs to be fixed or I’m gonna end up sitting on my ass until my inevitable heart attack ends me.

So what now? What’s my big epiphany? What makes it different now?

I don’t know. It just is.

You’ve been there, right?

You don’t know why this time is different, but it is. You know that its time for shit to change.

And my wife agrees because she is 10 years younger than me and she’s in the same place.

We enable each other because we’re so much alike in ways like this. We will both do whatever the other wants to do. If I want cookies, she’s on board. If she wants ice cream, I go to the store. We both use drinking as self medicine. We use sugar as self medicine. We use TV as self medicine.

Funny isn’t it? We take self medicine to solve the problems that we wouldn’t have if we didn’t drink and eat like filthy animals in the first place. We sit on the couch because we’re too sore and tired to workout… Why? Because we stopped working out and our bodies went to shit. So the medicine has become the poison.

So what to do?

Well. We’re going to stop drinking for 40 days and see how that goes.

We’re dedicated to riding our bikes daily and taking evening walks. And I am going to do something that I know will suck. I am going to put myself through tue same kind of training camp that I did as a boxer. It won’t be as balls to the wall in the beginning, but it will be the same exercises, same food, same habits. I know what I am doing. I have the experience and the knowledge and goddammit, I’ve done it before. I can do it again. Even though I’m over 50 now… Its still me. Im still the same guy. Just a grosser, lazier version. But I am still me.

Now the time has come for shit to change.

So join me on my bullshit journey. Who knows if I will still be here in a month. I make no guarantees.

Don’t bet against me.

You can’t help getting older, but you don’t have to get old..

George Burns