First post here. It's going to be a long post. Right now on Day 17 and I would have never guessed how much better I could feel after the event that made me want to change my life forever. I used to be addicted to sugar, sodas and junk food, Coca Cola the most of all; sometimes I would drink 2.5 L a day. No Joke. I lived with a constant 300 glucose levels without even knowing or caring at all. My life had a turn when I changed my job and 3 months ago I had to quit the little exercise time playing Volleyball that was standing between my horrible habits/lifestyle and what happened afterwards. I was coming back from work at around 8 PM, very hungry. That day I had decided to actually change my diet and quit sugar, all at the same time. It proved to be a bad choice because, on my way home riding the motorcycle I fainted. Thankfully I got to stop in the red light before I passed out and reappeared on the ground. Not a single scratch; the bike absorbed most of the damage of the fall, I fell the right way if there is any, leaving me only with a small bruise in the hand. It could have been A LOT WORSE: I could have fainted while on movement, burned by the bike, hit by a car... NOTHING. Only that all of the following diseases were evidenced at that moment: diabetes type 2, hypertension, high triglycerides, anemia, dehydration. The following days was a nightmarish mixture of symptoms including dizziness 24/7, sometimes having to stop and sit because I felt like passing out again and again. Hungry all the time, but feeling sick if I ate whatever. When hunger hit, it was like a stab in my stomach that ended up building into heart pounding like crazy and vertigo. Only two days I could rest at home with an excuse from the doctors. Doctors would only get wrong about my diagnosis until I had my labs done. Then guess what, I was told I would be on meds all my life from now on. I was even scolded asking if I could get off meds if I could control my levels under medical supervision. I get tons of meds which I started taking them and stopped after a week.

I loved every minute of it, even watching it through twice today. Nothing is wasted, you will learn so much about health as we went Deep, and grow closer as friends and a community as we laugh together and shared stories from our lives. This was Jeff's first community call with us and he goes through such a thorough, detailed recollection of his legendary journey as my reigning weight loss champion at currently 124 pounds down. From 308 to 185. He got his bloodwork done and has absolutely zero poor health markers or concerns, and no signs of diabetes whatsoever.

Case in point, for example, (I currently live in Mexico, cheap rent, penthouse for $165/month and about $19/week in groceries) last week I flew into St Louis, and this idiot immigration officer stole my passport, I got held hostage myself for 45 minutes in a dark windowless room, every inch of my stuff fondled by 4 morbidly-obese old men as they surrounded me in a semi-circle, I was spoken to condescendingly like a criminal the entire time, and grilled on every personal detail of my entire life the last year.... just to make my flight connection to San Diego. Why? It All started because the first one didn't like my answer when he demanded to know what I do for work. Because I said I was a health coach. Then they said, "WHAT KIND?" I said, "I help obese men lose up to 48 pounds in 6 weeks and completely reverse type 2 diabetes and get off all medication with ZERO exercise, Zero calorie reduction or counting macros, and Zero fasting." That's when it all hit the fan!! As they reached for their guns at their sides and escorted me into the next room. I think they LITERALLY heard "I sell Cocaine and Cocaine accessories" in a rustic Texan accent. I wish I were effing making this stuff up... And he kept repeating back my answers in air finger quotes!! The audacity! Pfft... I was the one muttering under my breath... since you now have my damn telephone number and address, YOU should be the one asking for my services... I guarantee 4 out of the 5 of them were full-blown diabetic. They eventually let me go, and with their ams crossed, looking completely disgusted they didn't find anything illegal on me. I'm seriously the most unimparessive criminal alive. I had $42 dollars in cash on me. TLDR: To water that offer down just because it scares people, because they think "losing weight is hard" defeats the purpose of having a great offer. But it's the truth: Reversing type 2 diabetes is the easiest thing in the world to do. I've been helping men do it for years in real life, I have all the photos and testimonials to prove it. I only took it online to help all the people I wasn't running into on the bus, or on plane seats, or the grocery store.

My journey to incredible health 👇 I didn’t start out caring about health at all…I was from a pretty average family from a poor farming village of about 375 people growing up, we had the normal American meals: a huge breakfast of eggs, bacon, toast, orange juice or some combination of “acceptable designated breakfast foods”. Lunch was usually some sandwich and french fries or some kind of meat with a mushy vegetable from a can with dessert, we didn’t eat dinner growing up because of my dad’s health problem so we were served a snack to tide us over for another big breakfast in the morning which was almost always our largest meal. In high school, I first discovered pilates on some television infomercial, not being able to afford the program, I illustrated by hand all the movements on the advertisement into workout cards and imitated them as best I could. Once school started, we were forced into an “elective” in school for two hours a day of physical education where I took up running and found out I was pretty good at it. I’d always been fast as a little girl. I became addicted to the feedback on how quickly I was improving in my performance, I started running another hour at home after school. I starved myself down to 97 pounds to fit in. On the inside, I was barely alive. I was freezing all the time, wearing 2 or 3 layers of clothes to school just to bear the air conditioning, my rib cage was hanging out, I had no energy. And when my body finally rebelled, it didn’t just bounce back, it overcorrected. I doubled in size to over 200 pounds. I became addicted to food. I was inflamed, constantly exhausted, and riddled with health issues most people never even talk about; insecurity and self hatred, my immune system crashed while living abroad, I developed ear infections so bad it took me 2 years to get my hearing back to normal, I had gout flareups every time I ate fruit so severe I couldn’t wear shoes, continuous face and body acne, uncontrollable sugar and caffeine addiction, burning joint pain, and I was allergic to sunlight for 15 years.

Hi Guys and Gals, Just a little update from me; I'm still alive; I'm still working way too hard; I'm still failing at life; I'm struggling mentally; I'm struggling financially; and I'm still on the protocol. I am still alive: Really loving periods of my life, my girls, this community, and generally feeling a whole lot healthier and better all round. I am looking forward to living better and more. I'm still working too hard: I'm struggling to grow my business through a transition from one source of income to another, one big client every 3 to 12 months to lots of smaller local independent smaller clients with smaller payments, etc, feel so thinly spread it hurts sometimes. 105 hour working week last week including travelling across the country, it is just not sustainable so I hope the cycle breaks soon. It is not for the lack of trying, effort, or commitment. I'm failing at life: Despite being generally a good person there are times of extreme fatigue, spiteful people trying to hurt me or mine and I have struggled to hold my tongue and not get aggressive. I have let myself down in a few ways, by letting others provoke me into actions that are not me, but I fell into that trap. I have not dealt with dickheads well and upset some of my grandchildren. I totally lost my shit with one of my daughters husband for belittling, humiliating, and disrespecting her in front of my grandchildren and his mates. If they were not there he would have been in hospital now. My control over that kind of rage has become harder the healthier and older I get, which to me is odd. I will not apologise to an abusive dickhead so everyone hates me and believes I am the villain, this narcissists plays the victim well. Lois understands me and is still talking to me, she said, "I know Jason was a dickhead and I know you love me more than your own life, but I will deal with him as I don't want to lose you by going to jail, not for him, he is not worth it." Between you and this group she is divorcing him for physical and meatal abuse, I was so proud of her in that moment, she said "all I wont is to be like you and mum were back in the day, nothing more, nothing less". She broke my heart right there and then, but I felt so happy and proud she was strong enough to see through all her husbands bullshit and lies.