low carb transformation : 100 lbs down


Turning 30 is a big deal. It’s signifies the end of your experimental 20s and your transition from young adult to adult. So naturally, it’s time for a huge party.

I did what most people do for their 30th, had one last blowout to say good bye to my youth. My dirty thirty was a trip to Las Vegas to add the cherry to the top of my decade dedicated to partying and not caring.

My college life was dominated by pizza, beer, and an obsession with candy that left me a little… soft. But I was having fun and the odd pound here and jiggle there didn’t bother me, I could always convince myself I looked fine and felt great.

But on 30 years and 1 day, I woke up in Vegas and stumbled into the bathroom. I looked at myself in that giant, Vegas-hotel, bathroom mirror and finally admitted to myself that I was that three-letter word I had been avoiding. Fat. I was fat and I couldn’t deny it any more.

Back home, I weighed myself: 317 pounds. I’m 6’5” and have been since high school, so big numbers on the scale never scared me, tall people have to weigh more than the average, right? But when I saw 317 pounds I broke out in a sweat.

I was scared. I knew I had to lose it.....

.... So I sat down and ate an entire box of sugary cereal and drank the milk.


Dieting is simple in theory, it’s a numbers game: more calories out than in. Exercise more and eat less, boom, bam, done. But what I didn’t know when I started is that your body’s chemistry isn’t going to do what you tell it to do. My body had been getting a steady stream of instantly gratifying junk for 30 years, it wasn’t going to give up without a fight.

I’d run and bike and swim and try to count my calories and be off to a good start for about three days before the hunger would overtake me and make me binge. Then I’d have to start all over.

I would try to rationalize my sins by convincing myself that I could run off the burgers and fries tomorrow. I only wish I had video of myself in the In-N-Out parking lot, sitting in my car, convincing myself that eating like this was fine since I knew I was dieting.

The problem was, being 317 pounds made running painful.

Exercise wasn’t like it was in in high school sports. Exercise sucked now.

At the end of the first month I weighed in at 319 pounds.

Something needed to happen.


I first heard about a Ketogenic diet from a co-worker who, ironically, embarrassed me by making fun of my gut it front of the whole department then came to apologize. I told him I wanted to trim down and get rid of the gut but it was tough. That’s when he mentioned Keto.

He didn’t know much except that it was an ultra low-carb diet, but he said when he did it he was never hungry.


Magic words: not hungry.

I set straight for the internet to read about Keto. I read testimonials and gathered everything I could from 50 or so different websites to learn how to do it.

I learned about carbohydrate addiction and how sugar can hijack your brain chemistry. That instant gratification and serotonin dump that sugar brings is like a drug and it makes your brain crave it. I felt like a junky who needed rehab. This was the shot to the heart I needed.

In my head, I was standing in a food graveyard burying my favorite treats, wondering what I was going to do. I enjoyed eating. I didn’t want to take wheatgrass shots and just drink a bunch of water when I got hungry. I wanted to eat!

That’s when I read about how you get to eat on Keto: Bacon! Cheese! Meats! Nuts! I was excited that I could actually eat real, whole foods. Then I learned the best part about eating a Ketogenic diet; all those foods I was doing mental backflips over were great at keeping me feeling full and preventing my stomach from sending a hormone called ghrelin to my brain telling it I was hungry.

Suddenly, I was feeling full for hours and three meals were enough to satisfy me.

I tapered the exercise down, which wasn’t difficult, I hated running, and focused on staying true to the diet. I was losing weight within days. Every week I would weigh in and watch the numbers on the scale fall. It was amazing. A DIET THAT WORKED!


It wasn’t until I’d lost 20 pounds that I started reading more about the scientific side of the Ketogenic diet. The diet began as a way to help children with seizures whose anti-seize medications weren’t working.

Then lead me to learning about how Ketosis regulates insulin and hormones, and hormone response, in the body. My father and Grandfather are both diabetic and getting diabetes is something I’d always feared. For me it wasn’t a ‘what-if’, it was more of a ‘when.’

I studied Keto and its effects on diabetes. The more I read the better I felt. I knew I could avoid my family’s long history of diabetic problems and pain if I just kept going with Keto.

And I was right, it worked.


I did strict Keto for 10 months and lost a hundred pounds. But halfway through my weight loss journey my mental focus shifted. I was no longer concentrating on the scale numbers rolling down. I was fixated not on what I was losing on Keto, but what I was gaining.

My energy levels were higher than they’ve ever been. I didn’t need 3 cups of coffee to start my day any more. Energy just seemed to find me, I didn’t have to go looking for it any more, no more tricking my mind into staying awake with energy drinks and face slaps.

Plus, I was sleeping better, more peacefully. The fat on my neck was disappearing, and suddenly I wasn’t waking up with a scratchy throat from a night of snoring.

For the first time in my adult life, I had energy to burn. So I thought to myself, let’s try this painful, horrible, awful running thing again, ugh…

One year to the month from beginning Keto, August to August, I was already down 100 pounds and I ran my first marathon in Honolulu, Hawaii. I’m not ashamed to say I cried when I crossed the finish line. That finish line was the end of me being fat forever, and the other side was the start of my new life.

Keto had burned the fat, but more importantly it gave me health, confidence, and a future without the dark clouds of diabetes and heart problems.


I recommend Keto to everyone. Not just people who have a lot of weight to lose. Keto is great for people who have trouble sleeping or who have energy or mental clarity issues during the day.

It’s wonderful for diabetics or pre diabetics as the diet naturally regulates insulin levels and keeps them from spiking. Because of this, I finally convinced my dad to try Keto, and within 2 months he was able to halt the use of his insulin injections and correct his foot pain.

For anyone considering the Ketogenic diet, I’m whole-heartedly behind you. Talk to your doctor about it then get started sooner than later.

All diets are tough at first, and Keto is strict, but once you get going and break the grip that carbs have over you, you’ll be so thankful you did.

I started Keto 7 years ago when resources were scattered and you had to be an internet detective to piece everything together. But now, with sites like www.eatniketo.com, you can get everything you need to know in one place.

The best time to start Keto was last year, the second best is right now.