I wasn’t joking with the title. This is going to be like a Weight Watcher’s commercial.
See that guy over on the left, very excited to hug a very uncomfortable Santa Claus? That’s me, 24 December 2011. See the sweater I’m wearing? There it is, stretched all unsightly around my bulging gut.
Now see the guy on the right? Yeah, that’s me too. 18 October 2012, wearing the same sweater. Now it’s 
baggy around my middle, I had to pull it back to show the difference.
A rough 10 months and almost 20 pounds separate two Bruce’s. That doesn’t sound like much weight, but what I’m dropping in fat I’m gaining in muscle. There’s actual definition starting, in my legs, my arms. And most incredible, as my gut shrinks, I’m starting to see a tiny bit of definition there too.
How did I do it? We all know the answer. I won’t go into specifics about what I did to lose the pounds, but yes it involved diet, and yes it involved exercise (boxing conditioning), because what worked for me may not work for someone else. More important were dedication and hard work. Worst part is my clothes no longer fit; good problem to have, though.
And I’m not done yet.
A hearty congratulations, Bruce. You look great.