The Tirzepatide Diaries: Entry One

How I Got Here

I wasn’t planning on writing about this.

Actually, I wasn’t even sure I was going to tell many people I was doing it.

But here we are.

A little over a month ago, I was at an absolute low when it came to how I felt about myself and my weight. I was frustrated. The normal things I had tried weren’t doing what they used to do, and at 52, I was beginning to realize that my body doesn’t necessarily play by the same rules it did 10 or 20 years ago.

So I started looking at something that, unless you’ve been living under a rock, you’ve probably seen all over Facebook and TikTok:

Tirzepatide.

And let me say this right from the beginning.

I was skeptical.

I still am, to a certain extent.

I’m not writing this series to convince anybody to take it. I’m not a doctor, and this isn’t medical advice. I’m simply documenting my experience—the good, the bad, the weird, the frustrating and whatever happens along the way.

On July 21, I finally made the decision to seriously look into it.

I went through one of those telehealth companies that I’d seen advertised approximately 9,742 times on Facebook and TikTok. 😂

I researched. I questioned it. I wondered if it was legitimate. I wondered if I was making a mistake.

Basically, I did what I always do.

I overthought the hell out of it.

But I finally decided:

Let’s try it.

On July 23, I had my telehealth appointment. I was approved and purchased the plan.

Then came the waiting.

And I’ll tell you something nobody’s flashy little social-media advertisement really prepares you for: once you’ve made the decision, you want to START.

But medication doesn’t magically teleport to your front porch.

Eventually it arrived, and on July 29, 2026, I took my first dose of tirzepatide.

Starting weight: 214 lbs.

Age: 52.

Height: 5’7″.

Was I nervous?

Absolutely.

There was a part of me thinking, What in the hell am I doing?

Because despite all the success stories online, this is still medication. This is still my body. And I had no idea how my body was going to react or whether this was even going to work for me.

But I took the first dose.

And that became Day One.

Today, August 27, I’m about a month into this experiment.

Current weight: 209.8 lbs.

That’s 4.2 pounds.

Is it some gigantic dramatic transformation?

Nope.

But that’s actually one of the reasons I want to write this series.

I don’t want to document the social-media version where somebody disappears for six months and suddenly comes back 60 pounds lighter with a before-and-after picture.

I want to document the middle.

The weeks when the scale moves.

The weeks when it doesn’t.

What I eat.

How hungry I am.

How I feel.

Side effects.

The victories.

The frustrations.

And probably a few moments where I’m standing in front of the refrigerator wondering what exactly I’m supposed to eat now.

I don’t know where this journey is going yet.

I don’t know what I’ll weigh three months from now or six months from now.

And I’m still a little skeptical.

But maybe that’s exactly why I should document it.

So this is the beginning.

214 pounds. July 29, 2026.

Let’s see where this goes.