During the first Gulf War, I switched to Diet Coke from regular Coke and lost 30 pounds in a month. Gained it all back over the next few years.
In 1993, I began work as a bartender and lost 20 pounds in five weeks. Gained it all back, and then some, over the next decade.
Last August I thought I was losing some weight.
Last month I started doing something I hadn't done in years. I started wearing a belt to hold my pants up.
Two days ago I did something else I haven't done in years. I started buckling my belt one notch further in.
I'm wasting away here, people.
I've managed to lose 21 pounds since the late Summer by doing the following:
1. Increase my beer intake.
2. Decrease my sleep.
3. Increase my stress level.
I think what I've managed to do is up my metabolism. Those several weeks that my mind raced along about my troubles - I think some of that excess energy spilled over to the rest of me. It's like my internal thermostat got bumped up to a higher level or something.