Almost everyone who is looking to lose weight is not just hoping to drop pounds, they are hoping to drop Fast Pounds! Here is the story of how my father, the truck driver, dropped fast pounds when I was growing up.

My Father is a Truck Driver. On the CB Radio in the truck he goes by “Mr. Midnight.” When my father was 18, he had one passion in life. Driving! He first drove to school in the 8^th Grade on a 50cc Honda Bridstone (not sure if that's how you spell it...). So, once 18 hit and he graduated school, driving truck became the natural path for him. And for the most part, over the 30+ years since he has enjoyed his job. Also, when my father was 18, he was fit and healthy. It wasn't until he became an adult that he started putting on the extra weight and eventually he was putting on the fast pounds instead of dropping them. He kept his weight in the 290's, never letting himself get over 300. “That was too much” he always used to say. Then when I was a child, my father had one of those moments where everything changes...

I honestly can not remember this moment, but my father remembers it with crystal clarity. I was a youngster, maybe like 6 or 7. We had just spent the day at the amusement park and we were about to leave. My father never rides anything at those places... its not his thing, I don't think he would ride them if he was skinny either. But, since it was the end of the night, I finally talked him into joining me on one last ride on the way out... the Ferris Wheel. So, it was finally time for Me and My Dad to get on one of these rides together!! We finally made it to the front of the line and it was our turn. As the next cart came around, the fella running the ride looked at my father, looked back at the ride, thought about it for a second, and then said:

“I'm going to have you guys stand to the side for just a second so I can make sure the ride is balanced before you guys get on.”

And so we stood there, as people looked at us, and got on the ride before us. My father decided in that moment that enough is enough, and he needed to change his life and drop some Fast Pounds.

After that day, I watched my father eat countless salads. He still wakes up at 4am to start truckin' each day. He drinks a metamucil & tang blend that he enjoys. He eats dry cereal and drinks a gallon of water during the day in the truck. Occasionally, stopping for something small. Then in the evenings, he would eat just the meat from whatever dinner we had and a big salad. He still loves cottage cheese too... go figure... I think that stuff looks gross! He had a small weight bench in our basement and a cheap exercise bike that he used. My father was 295 lbs that day at the amusement park. His goal was to weight 178 lbs. He made it down to 172 before eating the occasional tasty treat again.

So, what's the moral of the story?
I have rode the “Ferris Wheels” of life with my father many times since then.
Who are you riding them with?

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