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from How I lost a Thousand Pounds by Rick and Cindy Palmacci

Chapter 3
The Real Journey Begins

* 3 *The Real Journey BeginsRULE NUMBER TWO:Do not pay ridiculous money for a diet program.

November 1st 2015.

I went on a cruise. While on the cruise, my wife told me she wanted a divorce.

After getting over the shock, I made up my mind that I wanted to be thin and get healthy.

As mentioned earlier, I weighed 285 pounds and was taking two different blood pressure pills and cholesterol meds. Doctors said my blood pressure was tied to my weight. I was also on a C-pap machine for sleep apnea. My doctor also told me the sleep apnea might be corrected if I lost weight. I was borderline diabetic, officially obese—a down right time bomb waiting to explode.

Right there, I made the decision to change my life. I didn’t care how long it took, I would be pill-free, machine free, and weigh 175-180 pounds. The only problem was how to do it. I’d failed so many times. I considered the option of gastric bypass, but rejected it realizing that people who have the surgery must—MUST—learn to change their eating habits or face serious digestive issues. So, if I had to changed my food intake anyway, why not just do it now and save the money and frustration?


The only problem was how to do it.

I’d failed so many times.


I have to admit, all those years on diet plans had taught me quite a bit about nutrition. Big deal, right? We professional dieters know all about nutrition.

I moved in with my son’s in-laws. A problem loomed immediately. My son’s mother-in-law is Italian. Even though I am full-blooded Italian, I hadn’t eaten much pasta in years.

Pasta was evil!

She cooks eggplant parmesan, chicken cacciatore, and numerous other pasta dishes. And so it began. She cooked every night. When she set the table, she put 12-inch plates on the counter. Everyone served themselves. The first night I walked into the kitchen at dinnertime, I spent a few seconds in hesitation mode as the vision of myself at a hefty—a gentle word for the one I was actually thinking about—300 pounds within a few weeks. But I recovered fast.

I went to the cabinet and grabbed an 8-inch plate. I put a serving on it and never went back for seconds. That’s all I did for the first two months. I basically ate whatever she made only I cut my food intake in half.

I didn’t exercise at all during these this time, and lost over 20 pounds. I was onto something!

So, I decided to cut a...

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