Transformations

Meet Manu W.

I’ve suffered the indignity of that long walk off the platform after not being able to be strapped into a rollercoaster seat. I’ve watched airplane passengers in the throes of “please don’t let that fat guy sit next to me” anxiety…and the disappointed face of the loser. While shopping, a salesperson walked up to me, unprompted, and said, “We don’t have anything in your size.” I was actually shopping for my 12-year-old son. I left the store.

I see everything through the lens of fatness. A year ago, I was resigned to being fat for the rest of my life. I had just returned from the dreaded trip to the doctor. That day, the scale read 364 pounds and my BP was 140/90. Not long after that appointment, my wife found her way to Bright Line Eating. I watched my wife weigh out and grind her way through what appeared to me to be the most intimidating meals in human history. After a while, I noticed that I enjoyed most of the foods she was having. I also noticed that she was visibly thinner and markedly upbeat.

I asked for her copy of the book. Susan Peirce Thompson’s “fat street-cred” was immediately apparent. That was important to me. It made me comfortable.

I sat down to my first BLE meal on 12/31/2019. That morning, I weighed 367.8 pounds. That meal felt terrific. And over time, my cravings for NMF (Not My Food) just stopped. I felt better physically. And that’s what I became addicted to…not having near-constant back, hip, and knee pain. In no time, my clothes were too big.

As of September of 2020, I weigh 236.5 pounds. In a little shy of 8 months, I’ve lost 131 pounds. I no longer feel like I’m being stared at. My eyes are clearer. I’ve stopped snoring. I can buy clothes that aren’t ugly or ill-fitting. I can tie my shoes. I can climb stairs. I can do yard work. I can walk. Food has never tasted better. I look forward to my daily Granny Smith apple with the same anticipation as my childhood trips to McDonald’s. Overall, I feel in control of my addiction. I have a plan that works.