How I Lost 20 Pounds by Learning to Hate

From January to July, the number on my scale dropped from 225 to 205. The secret wasn’t a punishing gym routine or a keto calculator. It was a targeted strike against a single enemy: my daily ritual of cracking open a morning Dr. Pepper and an afternoon Coca-Cola. That habit was the soundtrack to my day. The hiss-crack of the can, the sugary rush, the inevitable crash. Breaking a ritual woven so…