Just turned 60 on December 15th and was curious HOW IT GOT HERE SO FAST! Since March 31st of 2017 I was hovering around 225. So under the advice of an internist I started cutting out breads, pastas, potatoes and the like. Then May of 2018 my sweet mother passed away and I just lost the drive, almost the will to give a shit anymore. But knowing my mom she would have been so disappointed in me if I gave up and didn't go out and live my life. She indeed was and will always be my best friend. So, here I sit typing this for my sake and in her honor. Whatever tomorrows I have left on this earth I don't want to spend with regret. Cheers to everyone and let the healing begin.