LCforLIFE.com – Blog coming in 2017.
In the meantime, here is a little information about who I am and why I am creating this website…
I was born in 1963.
I soon became chubby.
I became ‘weight aware’ in 3rd grade when Jimmy Butthead would repeatedly slap me in the fanny while whispering “Flabby, Flabby, Flabby” into my ear.
I went on my first diet in the mid 1970’s. It was the Atkin’s diet orchestrated by my mother.
I lost weight. 20 pounds. I looked good.
I went off the diet. I regained.
I struggled with my weight through high school.
In 1982 I weighed 239 pounds. I went on a diet and I started jogging.
I lost weight all the way down to 170 pounds. I could run ½ a marathon.
As a reward for reaching goal I stuffed myself with pizza, ice cream, and a few eagerly anticipated donuts.
I kept jogging. I lifted weights, too. I slowly regained and periodically returned to dieting to keep the extra pounds off.
I graduated from college, got married, and obtained a desk job. I stopped jogging.
I gained weight fast. I tried to follow the U.S. government food pyramid guidelines for a healthy, low fat diet. I gained faster.
In 1992 I weighed over 300 pounds. My wife weighed the same as the day we were married.
For the next 20 years I continued this weight loss rollercoaster, riding up and down between 300 and 400 pounds. While on a diet I lost. When not dieting I gained. I tried several different diets including Weight Watchers. The only diet I had any success with was low carb. I didn’t like dieting of any kind, but at least with low carb I could sustain a diet long enough to make some progress. Most diet efforts ended with no more than a 50 loss. A regain always ensued. As the years went by dieting got harder. I could never stick to the diet long enough to lose it all. Believe me I tried.
By 2013 I weighed over 400 pounds. I was on high blood pressure medication and I was an undiagnosed Type 2 diabetic. I was not loving life.
I knew there was something wrong with me. Nothing I tried seemed to work.
I had been waiting years for science to come up with a pill that would cure me. It never came.
I began to think weight loss surgery was my only hope. I actually considered it. I couldn’t afford it.
January 2014. I weighed 440 pounds. I couldn’t climb one flight of stairs without stopping for a rest. I was sick. Life was miserable and hopeless. I was totally depressed.
August 2016. I weighed 190 pounds. I was no longer on any prescription medications. According to my doctor I had “cured my diabetes.” In fact, my complete return to health was utterly amazing. And it was so fast, too.
What happened in that 30 month period (and beyond) is what this blog will be all about. No surgery. No diet pills. No packaged diet plans. No counseling or help from the medical establishment of any kind. I didn’t follow U.S. government guidelines nor those from the ADA. I lost 250 pounds and I did it all on my own. Needless to say, I figured it out. I got my life back. I’m a happy man. I look forward to sharing what I’ve learned about this life altering journey.
Until then, you can read my Success Story post at
July 2014 and July 2016
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