The Sober Life

This entry is about my lifestyle;  - Weight loss goal  - Intermittent fasting  - Carnivore Diet    What follows is not advice but my situation only. No, I don’t care about your friend who said that his friend said his doctor told her that they know someone who said you shouldn’t do that because this person said…blah blah blah.  No more Mr. Doughy  Starting Weight: 109-110kg , Bodyfat around 20-25% When I quit consuming alcohol plus sugary energy drinks and began to live the sober sugar-free life, its remarkable how quicky my body changed for the better. From Dec 18th 22 to Jan 18th 23 I lost 11kg and down to 18% bf, no change in food intake type, a gym session every other day when I could be bothered, just simply quit poisoning my body. Within the first fortnight the changes came fast and strong. Clear mind, focus, stress management amplified, and the kilo’s disappearing off the scales. Unfortunately, it all came back after a visit to my wife’s ho...

This entry is about fitness; Weightlifting, Boxing, Core weakness and saying goodbye to Leg mass.  Weightlifting, 1st September 2012 to 18th January 2023 ;  I discovered the gym like so many before me after a brutal and emotionally damaging relationship finally ended. I was 25, 80kg, probably in the 20-30% range of body fat. Walking into the gym the first time since my athletic days, Definition Fitness Center, was a struggle. Was not my thing anymore. But I was unhealthy as I could possibly be so forced myself into it. A few months in and the trainer introduced me to the Free Weight section. What followed was 10 years of building my body stronger slowly but consistently. Working out was the new drug. I didn’t need anything or anyone anymore, I had the gym. It was there for me, and I was happy. But I also fell into the traps most young people do of seeing larger-than life marketed body builders painted on walls, watching YouTube videos of steroid junkies claiming the famous “ea...

As my Spotify list would say, 2023 Wrapped!  December 2022 ;  To “wrap up” though, I must go back to one of the worst days of my adult life, 18th December 2022, known usually as my Wife’s birthday. It’s early, or late, I don’t know, but I woke up in my own bed with the first thought being that was lucky, as I do not remember coming home. Images flash before my eyes of the night before. Esra is next to me, another good sign. Phone, keys, wallet, the necessities, are somewhere here too…I hope. I am hungover again. I am not supposed to be. The party the night before at a friend’s ended up out of control. I drank way too much, obviously, and carelessly. Why? Trying to fit in with this new group of friends most likely is my conclusion I will come to later today. They are drinkers. I thought I was too, but not like that. I left Esra at the party and headed out somewhere with one of the other guys in the group. My last memory is checking Esra was asleep in the spare room. Then I wake...