John's Blog from Fatty to Fit

My very first post!
7.28.25 17:40 CST Hello, my name is John and I am overweight. I’m 52 years old, currently standing at 6'3" and tipping the scales at 325 pounds. That is no longer acceptable to me, and my goal is to lose 100 pounds within one year. This little blog I’m starting is mostly for my own benefit as I venture into the chaotic world of healthy living. I find it therapeutic to hammer out my thoughts and worries on the keyboard—think of it as emotional cardio with fewer burpees. 🧠💪 Now, this journey won’t be easy. I am hopelessly addicted to Dr. Pepper (the nectar of the procrastinators), and nothing makes me happier than devouring a large Domino’s pizza solo for dinner—followed, of course, by a caramel sundae from Braum's, because dessert IS a constitutional right. I quit smoking cold turkey in 2017, which was one of the hardest things I’ve ever done. I survived that by sheer willpower and chewing enough gum to qualify for a sponsorship deal. So I know I’ve got what it takes to tackle this, even if some days feel like I'm auditioning for a reality show titled Survivor: Salad Edition. If you're interested in tagging along as I embark on this journey—which will almost certainly flirt with madness—then welcome aboard. It might not always be pretty, but I promise it’ll be honest. Day one starts tomorrow, and I’m nervous as heck… Also, I’m coding this 100% the old-fashioned way—with just a tiny bit of help from Grok—and I haven’t built anything like this since 2001. So don’t expect flashing animations, spinning GIFs, or pop-up fireworks. This is grassroots blogging, baby

My very first post!

7.28.25 17:40 CST Hello, my name is John and I am overweight. I’m 52 years old, currently standing at 6'3" and tipping the scales at 325 pounds. That is no longer acceptable to me, and my goal is to lose 100 pounds within one year. This little blog I’m starting is mostly for my own benefit as I venture into the chaotic world of healthy living. I find it therapeutic to hammer out my thoughts and worries on the keyboard—think of it as emotional cardio with fewer burpees. 🧠💪

Now, this journey won’t be easy. I am hopelessly addicted to Dr. Pepper (the nectar of the procrastinators), and nothing makes me happier than devouring a large Domino’s pizza solo for dinner—followed, of course, by a caramel sundae from Braum's, because dessert IS a constitutional right.

I quit smoking cold turkey in 2017, which was one of the hardest things I’ve ever done. I survived that by sheer willpower and chewing enough gum to qualify for a sponsorship deal. So I know I’ve got what it takes to tackle this, even if some days feel like I'm auditioning for a reality show titled Survivor: Salad Edition.

If you're interested in tagging along as I embark on this journey—which will almost certainly flirt with madness—then welcome aboard. It might not always be pretty, but I promise it’ll be honest. Day one starts tomorrow, and I’m nervous as heck…

Also, I’m coding this 100% the old-fashioned way—with just a tiny bit of help from Grok—and I haven’t built anything like this since 2001. So don’t expect flashing animations, spinning GIFs, or pop-up fireworks. This is grassroots blogging, baby