The Companion Blog

My vlog series Lose the Belly is steadily gaining viewers. At least, I imagine that most of the hits to the videos aren’t just of me checking to see how many views I’m getting.

This blog is a companion to the vlog. Since I want to establish a reasonable run time for each video there are obviously going to be some things that I feel it would be better to place here in a text based format. And because no one likes to stare at a screen for too long, I’ll try to keep these entries short and sweet.

Why should you read my blog? Why should you watch my series? It’s just another weight loss vlog, right?

Well, here’s one thing I can offer you. As you can see from the video here, I’m not exactly starving. This is very much the before photo. But unlike those instant beverages and dietary plans, you can actually join me at the start of this journey and follow me as I make the very dedicated attempt at losing the belly.

If you or someone you know is trying to lose some weight, lets do this together. Some things you can do to help would be sharing my videos on your social media, like Facebook, Twitter, and other sites. Go to my Youtube channel and subscribe so that one day I might be able to monetize my videos. You can also offer your support for as little as one dollar a month on my patreon page.

As you follow me each week, I hope to show you genuine progress. But I also hope to learn and to communicate with you and your loved ones to find out what worked for you. We’re on this journey together.

Find every episode of Lose The Belly here.

Find my Patreon page here.

3 Days In

I’ve completed one piece of flash fiction.

I’ve eaten mainly veggies.

I’m going to try once again to go into work with a positive attitude but that didn’t work out so well for me this past week, because to be perfectly frank, I work with a lot of assholes.

The new store manager gave me the best gift of all. She highly praised my work, which is not something she has been known to do lightly.

Next week, I will be able to go to an art gallery for a monthly craft circle, which is really nice way to get out there and have at least one non-work activity to take my mind off of the drama.

New Year, New Decade

The video portion of this blog is now officially on ice. Getting online with my new computer will be more complicated than I’d like to get in to and I’ll mostly be using that for word processing and watching movies.

But I will be updating the text blog more regularly. My dad got me a new vegan cook book for Christmas and I’ll be trying out each recipe every week for a year.

It’s going to be a journey trying to lose the holidays weight I’ve put on.

The Veggie Farts

I’m not a disgusting man, I swear. But I’d be lying if I said the farts aren’t the best part of eating a high veggie diet. It feels like an exorcism when I have that build up of gas and the inevitable release. And I used to get the same effect from eating a ton of spaghetti, so if I can get the same effect from eating something that’s good for me, who am I to complain?

Lazy Days Are Okay

What’s the point of having an apartment or a house if you can’t use it to hide from the world once in awhile?

I don’t know if it’s the snow or the roller coaster at work but it’s days like these when my energy is drained and a nap during the day is a welcome treat that I am grateful I don’t have kids, or any other major responsibilities to keep me on my toes all day.

Surprise Charges From SVMC

Don’t you just love it when the hospital sends you a bill that you thought was rather manageable, only to blindside you with another no less than three days before it’s due?

It’s not that I can’t pay it but it would have been nice to have a little bit more warning. And this wasn’t an emergency as such but a concern about a symptom that could have become something serious. I’m the sort of person that likes to prevent the fire before it consumes the house but at times like this, it’s cheaper to let it burn.

Thanks a lot Southwestern Vermont Medical Center. If I knew peeing in a cup would cost over two hundred dollars, I’d have thrown in free Starbucks for the compliment.

My Bootless Cries

I know full well that results take time. Nothing happens overnight and even the autobiographies of people I count among my influences are the snapshot of decades worth of hard work and long, cold, lonely nights.

On the other hand, if I push a boulder up the hill every day, only to find it back at the bottom of the hill when I awaken, I’ve still done hard work but for who’s benefit?