I wish I could share a secret technique to losing 40+ lbs in the span of three months, while drinking no less than 7 beers a week. I'd feel a lot better about having put myself in the position to make this claim, if the only way out was to become a joyless obsessive and eat nothing but kale between shifts on the treadmill. It hasn't been that hard at all. I've eaten cake and ice cream on both of my kids’ birthdays, and basically lived what I would have labeled a good life before I committed to dropping a few pant sizes. I don't feel like I've given anything up. Maybe french fries… Those could come back in moderation later. I'm just doing a better job of applying the simple guides to weight loss we've all heard before. I'm eating less and exercising more. There's still room in my nutritionist approved diet beer. The exercise part isn't entirely new. I liked to run about half an hour on weekday mornings, unless it rai...
Enjoyed simply, or thoughtfully, beer is a complete refreshment.