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This is my story of losing 98 lbs at 16 years old with Atkins. It's quite inspiring, so I wanted to share:
My dad was dying of cancer, and my mom was constantly busy and stressed because he basically took out his frustrations on us. Living day after day with your own father saying he hates you, I turned to the comfort of eating. My breakfast consisted of a large tupperware bowl filled with half a box of sugared cereal covered with whole fat milk, then a huge lunch with lots of sweets, and sometimes for dinner I'd basically eat half a pie or cake until I couldn't possibly put any more in my mouth.
Ballooning to 230lbs at 16 years old, I was one of the very few fat kids in school. When I entered class, several guys would bounce in their chairs and announce the whale was coming. I sat alone in the cafeteria for lunch, had no friends to speak of and would frequently hide in the library instead of eating for fear of everybody yelling insults at me. It was quite the sport to make fun of me, corner me after school and beat me up or trip me as I walked down an isle. I wore a jacket all the time: Summer, winter, constantly to hide my body. It's funny to see this on a teen movie flick, but living it wasn't fun at all.
Working at my mom's BBQ restaurant as a busboy, a nice guy came in with a book called "Dr. Atkins Super Energy Diet". I asked him about it, and he filled me in on the carbs, meat, veggies as I perked up hearing he'd dropped 30lbs. I later bought it, read it, and filing it away as not that interesting since diets didn't work for me.
As the school year was ending, I finally got the courage to ask out this girl I had always crushed on. Approaching her and her friend with my jacket on, sweating profusely, I asked. Then she laughed, looked at her friend who starting laughing too, then proclaiming (loudly) that I asked her out to all the people in the school's hallway. And so I ran off.
Something snapped that day. I hated her, the half a box of certeal, the way people looked at me, the jacket, sweating, people yelling, beating me. Something had to give. And so my life changed.
I followed Atkins to the letter, and started exercising. At first I couldn't make it around the block walking, then two blocks, then half a mile, and finally 10 miles a day. Joining a local karate class, I constantly practiced new moves and kicks in the back yard. Then one day I was jogging part of the 10 miles, then the entire length. I ended up purchasing a special set of sweat pants/shirt for days when it was raining, then changing in the garage before coming inside my house. I skipped not one day of exercising, period, for about 3-5 hours a day.
Soon I was always running at 2pm, when the sun was hottest in 95 degree weather, just to spit at the world. Making so much progress in my martial arts, the school owner actually bought me a special Gi, and congratulated me for being one of his best students.
I lost 1lb a day on Induction, then ditto with extended induction. Driven by pure anger and hate, I lost near 98lbs in 90 days.
Summer break being over, I returned to school with a moustache, new hairstyle and stylish new clothes. Nobody knew who I was. One of the bouncing chair guys from last year mumbled "who's the new kid?" when I entered class and sat down. Renewed by my success, I started lifting weights and eating a "Larry North" diet and sporting a nice V body shape after a few months of heavy workouts and supplements. And after a couple years, I had also earned a 3rd degree black belt.
The highlight of this whole ordeal was when I entered a new health food store by the gym, asking about weight loss supplements. The guy says, "Are you stupid?". Then it dawned on me, I didn't need to lose anymore weight. My brain hadn't quite wrapped around my new body, and still thought I was fat.
That winter break, I got my first Christmas job at a department store. I had mom modify my uniform to taper the shirt waist which really highlighted my new look. Women customers started leaving their phone number on the back of receipts, one co-worker said she needed me to come by her house after work and fix her car. I said I know squat about cars, she said, "it doesn't matter, come anyway".
Life, my esteem, confidence, all changed from one decision. And Atkins helped me do it. As a side note, I ended up dating my crush's friend for 4 months (the one who laughed at me). When I broke up with her, I handed her my fat jacket as a departing gift. "Something to remember me by", I said.
- John
My dad was dying of cancer, and my mom was constantly busy and stressed because he basically took out his frustrations on us. Living day after day with your own father saying he hates you, I turned to the comfort of eating. My breakfast consisted of a large tupperware bowl filled with half a box of sugared cereal covered with whole fat milk, then a huge lunch with lots of sweets, and sometimes for dinner I'd basically eat half a pie or cake until I couldn't possibly put any more in my mouth.
Ballooning to 230lbs at 16 years old, I was one of the very few fat kids in school. When I entered class, several guys would bounce in their chairs and announce the whale was coming. I sat alone in the cafeteria for lunch, had no friends to speak of and would frequently hide in the library instead of eating for fear of everybody yelling insults at me. It was quite the sport to make fun of me, corner me after school and beat me up or trip me as I walked down an isle. I wore a jacket all the time: Summer, winter, constantly to hide my body. It's funny to see this on a teen movie flick, but living it wasn't fun at all.
Working at my mom's BBQ restaurant as a busboy, a nice guy came in with a book called "Dr. Atkins Super Energy Diet". I asked him about it, and he filled me in on the carbs, meat, veggies as I perked up hearing he'd dropped 30lbs. I later bought it, read it, and filing it away as not that interesting since diets didn't work for me.
As the school year was ending, I finally got the courage to ask out this girl I had always crushed on. Approaching her and her friend with my jacket on, sweating profusely, I asked. Then she laughed, looked at her friend who starting laughing too, then proclaiming (loudly) that I asked her out to all the people in the school's hallway. And so I ran off.
Something snapped that day. I hated her, the half a box of certeal, the way people looked at me, the jacket, sweating, people yelling, beating me. Something had to give. And so my life changed.
I followed Atkins to the letter, and started exercising. At first I couldn't make it around the block walking, then two blocks, then half a mile, and finally 10 miles a day. Joining a local karate class, I constantly practiced new moves and kicks in the back yard. Then one day I was jogging part of the 10 miles, then the entire length. I ended up purchasing a special set of sweat pants/shirt for days when it was raining, then changing in the garage before coming inside my house. I skipped not one day of exercising, period, for about 3-5 hours a day.
Soon I was always running at 2pm, when the sun was hottest in 95 degree weather, just to spit at the world. Making so much progress in my martial arts, the school owner actually bought me a special Gi, and congratulated me for being one of his best students.
I lost 1lb a day on Induction, then ditto with extended induction. Driven by pure anger and hate, I lost near 98lbs in 90 days.
Summer break being over, I returned to school with a moustache, new hairstyle and stylish new clothes. Nobody knew who I was. One of the bouncing chair guys from last year mumbled "who's the new kid?" when I entered class and sat down. Renewed by my success, I started lifting weights and eating a "Larry North" diet and sporting a nice V body shape after a few months of heavy workouts and supplements. And after a couple years, I had also earned a 3rd degree black belt.
The highlight of this whole ordeal was when I entered a new health food store by the gym, asking about weight loss supplements. The guy says, "Are you stupid?". Then it dawned on me, I didn't need to lose anymore weight. My brain hadn't quite wrapped around my new body, and still thought I was fat.
That winter break, I got my first Christmas job at a department store. I had mom modify my uniform to taper the shirt waist which really highlighted my new look. Women customers started leaving their phone number on the back of receipts, one co-worker said she needed me to come by her house after work and fix her car. I said I know squat about cars, she said, "it doesn't matter, come anyway".
Life, my esteem, confidence, all changed from one decision. And Atkins helped me do it. As a side note, I ended up dating my crush's friend for 4 months (the one who laughed at me). When I broke up with her, I handed her my fat jacket as a departing gift. "Something to remember me by", I said.
- John
Yea..thats so wonderful...im so happy for you...GREAT job! 
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