Why I am Writing This Blog

A little over a month ago, I started a serious journey to become a healthier man. Now, I am not the wheat-grass drinking, whole-grain munchin', organic milk-drinking Whole Foods type. I was raised on a health German-Irish diet of meat and potatoes. I didn't know that fruits could be outside of a pie and that vegetables could be found outside of a can until I was in my mid-20s.

It is not that my parents were negligent...it was the 80's. The craze of the magnificent "Artificially Flavored" food was rampant . Our clothes (AND OUR FOOD) were a shade of neon only found in a crayon box or in some acid-tripper's hallucinations. To boot, I was raised in Appalachia. I do not know what you know of the region, but we are not known for our healthy food. Steamed and non-fat was not in our lexicon. However, gravy, chicken-fried and second-helping was! I remember showing my grandmother just how much I loved her by stuffing my gills full of food from the moment I arrived at her house until the moment we said our goodbyes.

I am not saying all this to excuse who I had become. I merely give it as background. Background information that may help you understand that I AM NOT A DIET GUY! I like my animals grilled (with something starchy and buttery), my meals big, my desserts sweet and my liquor strong. I smoke like a chimney and pretty much lived 15 years not saying "no" to anything.

Something, though, just clicked. Just made me feel that now is the time to get right and now was the time that I have the strength to do it. So I started WeightWatchers in January and began working out this month. I hope that sharing this experience will help other whiskey swilling, dead-cow feastin' men on their paths to getting "right" by their bodies. In the meantime, I hope it at least helps me.