My train got derailed, metaphorically speaking, when I discovered, almost as if I’d been sleepwalking for the longest time, that none of the pants in my closet fit me. I had only put on about an extra 50 pounds but that’s more than enough, I found out, to affect your clothing needs. It hurt every time I picked up something that I loved, only to find that I couldn’t fit no matter how hard I squeezed.
I started experimenting with dieting plans, including the Atkins diet, Weight Watchers and Nutrisystem; I also tried, at one point or another, Meratrim, Garcinia Cambogia and Hydroxicut. I have to admit that I didn’t commit to any of these things. I found out about them mostly on the Internet—no one recommended them to me. I tried each with as much skepticism as I could muster. But I simply refuse to trust my health to just anything.
I first of all wanted to see if the darn thing was safe. Yes, I read reviews but there’s nothing like trying something yourself so you can get a first-hand experience of it. Well, I did—or sort of did. None of these things met my expectations. I admit that I wasn’t putting on too much more weight but I wasn’t losing it either. I was sort of buried in my own version of a crazy “Status Quo-ville.”
One thing that eventually motivated me to finally find something I could more wholeheartedly commit to was my interaction with my kids and my family in general. Having always been a workaholic, I took these people for granted for the longest time. But, after I got laid off, at a time when I thought the world was crashing down all around me, I realized that maybe, just maybe, this was a change for the better.
I wanted to do more with the kids and the fact that I was panting and gasping for breath just because I did a little running with them began to concern me. I decided then that losing weight wasn’t just about my wanting to lose that added weight—it was also about being around to see my kids and grandkids make it to a ripe old age. I wanted to keep up with them, as well as an adult my age could, without gasping for breath too much.
I started using Ultra Omega Burn. A friend gave me a copy of The Fat Burning Guide to Eating Out by Derek Evans. I admit that I had become a fast food junkie—not because I loved eating out at these places but because I was always on the go and fast food was the only way to keep up with my hectic schedule. It was also the most economical way to fuel up while on the go.
I started reading some other things on dieting, losing weight and how some supplements can help put off the pounds and get one to a healthy weight situation. At first, I was skeptical about Ultra Omega Burn. As I said, I had tried dieting supplements before and I had just never been impressed with any of them—not that I necessarily gave any the commitment that the makers suggested or wanted. But I just had a good feeling about UOB. I decided to try it in earnest—you know, give it more of a chance to prove itself than I’d given anything else in the past. Especially since I’d already benefitted from the book that the creator of UOB wrote.
I felt some good changes after taking Ultra Omega Burn and cutting out some bad food habits. I began to eat more at home and healthier stuff—you know, salads, and low-fat meals, low-carbohydrates meals and snacks. My appetite improved—but not for bad stuff, instead, for things that tasted good but also made me feel good. I began to feel more energetic, more eager to do things like play catch with my sons.
I don’t think that I can credit all these positive changes and improvements to UOB but the fact is I lost some of my unwanted weight; I was enjoying more and more activities with the kids and I wasn’t gasping for breath as much, if at all, anymore. I know that the fresh air I was getting more of, as well as my better eating habits had dug me out of a hole, not just a dieting supplement but, for me, Ultra Omega Burn seemed to help me overcome my dilemma. Now I seem to be on the right path and I intend to not deviate ever again—for the sake of my kids, grandkids and, let’s not forget, for my own sake!