✅ Morning Weigh-In + Record (Weight Journey / Identity Momentum) : (Starting weight is 361.9 lbs. – today’s weight of 304.8 lbs. = 57.1 lbs. total weight loss, and this includes 35.8 lbs. since the introduction of the AI Diet!)
It still amazes me when I stop to think about it: today marks 112 days of this Becoming journey. What started back in early May with a commitment to structure, daily logs, and rituals has carried me through to this point — and the results are undeniable. This morning the scale read 304.8 lbs. That’s over 57 pounds down from where I began, and the 2XX zone is so close yet again I can feel it tugging me forward like gravity. To see the number dip lower each week has become more than just weight loss; it’s become a reminder that transformation is possible when consistency is no longer negotiable.
The day itself had a steady rhythm. I made a quick stop at Home Depot to grab wire for our weed whacker — one of those practical little household chores that quietly keeps life moving. From there I swung by Quality Foods to pick up a couple liters of vegetable broth. I’ve had carrot soup on my mind lately. It’s simple, clean, and fits right into the framework of the AI Diet. Just knowing those ingredients are sitting in the kitchen gave me a sense of calm, like I was preparing something both nourishing and aligned.
By the evening I found myself at Benino Italian Café. I arrived around 7:30 and settled in with a massive Americano softened with almond milk (see photo to the right). For under five dollars, it felt like more than a bargain — it felt like a ritual. The cup was warm in my hands, the café alive around me, and I could sense the shift in energy as young people came and went, ordering ice cream and coffee. There’s something deeply grounding about being surrounded by that kind of vitality. It reminded me of what it’s like to be at the starting line of life — full of possibility, unaware of how precious and fleeting it all is.
I caught myself wishing I could be fifteen again, but with the knowledge I carry now. If I had, I would’ve ruled the world — or at least navigated it with far more confidence and clarity. But then another thought settled in: maybe I wasn’t meant to rule the world at fifteen. Maybe I was meant to become who I am now, to carry the wisdom of mistakes, resilience, and hard-earned lessons, so that I can not only enjoy my own Becoming but also pass it forward. That thought reframed the moment. Instead of longing to go back, I felt grateful that I get to move forward — lighter, stronger, and more awake than I’ve been in decades.
Meanwhile, my creative work has been catching sparks too. One of my Victoria café shorts on YouTube started gaining traction today. The graph showed a sharp rise in views, which means the algorithm is finally testing my content to wider audiences. That little surge felt like confirmation that the seeds I’ve been planting are starting to sprout.
As I sat at Benino’s sipping my Americano, I realized the whole day carried the same theme: preparation and patience. The errands weren’t glamorous, but they set up the week ahead. The broth is ready for soup. The weed whacker is ready for use. The café was a pause in the flow — not just to drink coffee, but to notice life around me and take stock of my own. Even YouTube, with its sudden spike, feels like another reflection of this principle: lay the groundwork, stay consistent, and wait for the right moment when momentum breaks open.
Today wasn’t extraordinary in any outward sense, but it felt quietly significant. A milestone weight, an evening café ritual, a reminder of youth, and a hint of the future through a rising video. It’s the ordinary days like this — full of errands, reflections, and small victories — that are actually the bricks of the Becoming path. And brick by brick, I’m building something that feels real.
