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The Flat Belly Fix

The Flat Belly Fix

DISCOVER HOW I HELPED MY “CRIPPLED” WIFE
SHED 23 POUNDS
OF UNWANTED FAT AND COMPLETELY
FLATTEN HER BELLY

(WITHOUT Starving Herself And WITHOUT Doing Any Exercise
More Strenuous Than Walking To The Fridge!)

At first, I didn’t want to tell you my wife’s story…

It felt too private. Too painful. However…

The near-miraculous health and weight loss trick we stumbled on that literally saved my wife’s life and gave her back her lean, sexy and pain-free body is something too important to hide…

And until now that’s been the problem. This simple morning ritual has been sitting there right under our noses and has been kept from us by the folks with big budgets who sell the weight loss drugs and engineered diet foods…

However, my wife and I had to hit rock bottom before we discovered the powerful system I’m sharing with you in this story. Here’s what happened…

 

She woke up screaming

That’s what I remember the most.

That’s what broke my heart.

That’s what forced me to go on the journey that changed EVERYTHING in my life and the life of thousands of men and women around the world who learned what I’m about to teach you right now…

The moment my beautiful, badass wife Tara… a woman who could take down a perp twice her size with nothing but a nightstick, who was the meanest power forward on her college basketball team and who could shut up anyone stupid enough to give her lip with nothing but her “Cop Stare”… woke up in a cold sweat, her jaw clenched so tight I thought she would break her teeth…

And then screamed so loud I heard ringing in my ear like I was at a heavy metal concert…

“Tara… babe… baby, wake up,” I said. “You’re OK, you’re OK.”

But she wasn’t listening.

She was “there” again… back in her squad car, watching a telephone pole rush towards her like a speeding train…

Bracing for impact…

Reliving the moment that ruined our lives…

The moment her body became her enemy…

The moment I started to lose her…

Don’t touch me. I’m fat and disgusting and I’m always going to be fat and disgusting.
I don’t want you to touch me.” she yelled when I reached out to hold her… to kiss her…
to show her how much I loved her no matter what she looked like…

Suddenly I felt a terrible wave of shame rush over me…

She was my wife…

The woman I promised to protect and take care of…

And seeing her, laying there in agonizing pain and frustration, I felt powerless and weak and useless in a way I never thought possible…

It took over an hour for her to calm down enough to go back to sleep.

An hour of tears and self-loathing and hopelessness and grabbing hold of the belly fat she hated so much…

Tara had been an athlete her whole life…

It was one of the things that made me fall in love with her…

How physical and fearless and fit she was with a body that made her look more like a model than a cop…

But since the accident…

Since the broken bones and the battered spine and the constant, terrible crippling back pain took away every sport and activity she loved so much…

Everything had changed…

It had been years since the crash…

Years of watching the woman I love struggle and suffer and give up hope…

Years of watching her sink deeper and deeper into despair as she kept gaining weight no matter how hard she tried not to…

Years of feeling so helpless as my happy, healthy wife became… someone else… someone I didn’t recognize… someone I’m not even sure wanted to keep living…

And now, in her 40’s it’s like the battle was lost…

The weight just kept coming until she had 196 on her 5’11” frame…

And the woman who used to face every challenge with a smile seemed to have… given up…

“You have to lose weight, Tara,” the Doctor had said in a patronizing voice like he was explaining why being overweight was “bad” to a 5-year-old…

Like she didn’t already know…

“Dangerously close to type 2 diabetes,” she said with a cynical laugh on the ride home… taking the news as just one more brick in the wall of self-loathing she’d built around herself…

One more piece of evidence that her life was over…

Just a few days earlier she’d been talking to our daughter about “The perfect high school graduation day”…

Now she was “joking” about not even living to see it, even though it was two years away.

That Night I Lay Awake For Hours Next To Tara,
Staring At The Ceiling And Feeling My Heart Constrict In
My Chest… Imagining Life Without My Wife…

Was she right?

Was this it? Was this what our life was supposed to be now?

I couldn’t remember the last time we’d really kissed never mind made love…

I remembered what her laugh sounded like and felt like I was going to cry realizing I hadn’t heard it in years…

Did I really have to watch her suffer like this?

I tossed and turned all night thinking…

Thinking of our beautiful daughter finishing High School without a mom…

But what could we do about it?

We’d tried everything over the years…

Everything you can do to lose weight that doesn’t involve strenuous exercise…

Low-carb, low-fat, Paleo, calorie counting…

Not to mention all the “fancy” diets like Dr. Bernstein, Atkins, Weight Watchers, Herbal Magic, Jenny Craig…

We spent THOUSANDS of dollars we couldn’t afford on the salary of two cops and nothing worked…

No matter how hard we tried, no matter how much money we wasted, no matter how many nutritionists and specialists we saw…

Nothing worked…

In fact, after every single “Miracle” diet she ended up weighing MORE than when she started…

These extreme diets were putting her body into shock mode…

Causing her to have uncontrollable cravings that had her raiding the fridge in the middle of the night and sneaking bags of Hershey kisses…

And as the years went by it just got worse and worse…

She just got bigger and bigger and sadder and sadder and our marriage became less about love and more about seeing how long we could go without a fight.

Lying There, Feeling My Wife’s Warm Body Curled Up Against Me I Knew
I Could Do One Of Three Things…

1.     I could ignore the thoughts and the fear swirling in my mind… I could watch what was left of the woman Tara used to be fade to be replaced by a shadow with her face… I could watch our marriage crumble to nothing as we headed for the divorce I knew was in our future if we didn’t do something…
2.    I could get mad and bitter… rage about how “unfair” it was to have so much taken from us when we both dedicated our lives to serving and protecting others and go on anti-depressants just to get me through the day…

3.  Or I could make the choice I did…
The choice to FIGHT for my wife and our family…
The choice to discover the TRUTH about the REAL cause of weight gain… and how to stay lean and fit into your 40’s, 50’s and beyond even if you can’t (or just don’t want to) exercise…
The choice to wake up every morning knowing I had done everything in my power to help the woman I still loved so much live a life as free of pain and as healthy as humanly possible…

It was 2 weeks Later That The Solution Literally Hit Me In The Face (And it was
one of the most painful experiences of my life)…

I was working SWAT at the time, rushing to the most dangerous situations in the city… putting my life on the line each and every day…
An armed suspect was holding hostages on the TOP floor of a 20 story building…
My job was to lead a team as we rappelled down the side of the building in full gear and hit the guy before he knew what was happening
Well, you know what they say “No plan survives contact with the enemy.”
We waited for the signal and then rappelled just over the side of the building… our lives literally hanging from one single rappel line
We broke the top 3 windows with a CRASH and tossed 3 OC pepper spray grenades to subdue everyone inside…
And placed another grenade on the deck so the suspect wouldn’t come running out and try to escape… or worse yet, throw one of the hostages out possibly killing him…
Just as we were about to enter the building a massive gust of wind blew a cloud of pepper spray right back into our faces…
We were coughing, sniffling, embarrassed and could barely see…
But as professionals we still got in there and did our job…
If you’ve never been hit by pepper spray before, it’s not a pleasant experience…
For the rest of the day I was coughing and sneezing… tears streaming down my face…
It felt like my body was on FIRE inside…
I could practically feel the heat radiating off me like a furnace…

And that’s when it hit me…

I already knew that oleoresin capiscum (the “OC” used in the pepper spray grenades) could rapidly raise your body temperature…

But was it possible that it could actually burn away my wife’s belly fat without exercise?

Could accidentally getting hit with PEPPER spray actually be the answer I’d been looking for?

It sounded “Weird” and even a little bit dangerous…

But then I found an article in the International Journal of Nanomedicine that flat out proved my “weird idea” was actually 100% true…

See, in 2012, researchers from the Hokkaido University Graduate School of Medicine ran a WEIRD experiment…

They fed rats a high-fat diet with or without capsaicin for eight weeks. At the end of the study (which was published in the July 2010 issue of “The Journal Of Proteome Research”) rats who were fed a high-fat diet WITH capsaicin experienced a LOT more weight loss and decrease in body fat than compared to the non-capsaicin group…

Why?

Well, according to the researchers, capsaicin “turned up” the activity of proteins inside fat cells that break down fat…

Plus, capsaicin also reduced the activity of enzymes that are responsible for synthesizing fat, thereby preventing the development of mature fat cells.

So basically, the capsaicin raised the “inner thermostat” of the rats, turning their bodies into a veritable “Fat Burning Furnace”…

AND completely sabotaged the body’s ability to create mature fat cells in the first place, leading to a tremendous loss of fat without any “rat aerobics” or exercise of any kind…

Meaning you can actually use your unwanted white FAT as fuel instead of burning sugar like most folks do (and that makes it almost impossible to get and stay thin.)
I don’t want to get too scientific here, but the easiest way to picture the way brown fat works is to picture a car with the engine revving and the clutch pedal pushed all
the way to the floor…
Brown fat “uncouples” the calorie burning of fat and sugar through the actions of a class of regulating proteins called uncoupling proteins…
When the brown fat mitochondria are uncoupled, it’s like revving your engine all the way into the red without letting the car get into gear…
All of sudden you’re burning a TON of fat without moving a muscle… losing weight while sitting

on your butt and watching TV…
That was the good news.
The bad news, as I soon discovered, was that the only real source of capsaicin is CAYENNE PEPPER…
You know, that stuff that makes you SNEEZE and SWEAT and wish you could just bury your head in a giant bucket of water until the pain goes away (which is why we use it for those grenades in the first place – to totally incapacitate a criminal)…
I imagined my beautiful wife with her eyes watering, sweating profusely and telling me I’d done something HORRIBLE to her and knew that Cayenne Pepper wasn’t going to do the job…
I needed to find ANOTHER spice that would have all the benefits of capsaicin but could actually be ingested without making you feel like your eyeballs were going to burn through your skull…
I spent HOURS and HOURS digging through journal after journal, but eventually I broke down into tears when I found it… the holy grail “spice” that just might save my wife’s life…
A “secret” spice I can’t reveal to you yet, that turned out to be the Holy Grail of weight loss we’d been looking for for decades…
And that gave all the incredible benefits of capsicum without any of the terrible (and painful) side effects…
As I finished reading I felt like I wanted to cry… not because I was sad, but because for the first time in YEARS I felt HOPE that I could actually help my wife (and help US get our life and our relationship back on track.)

The Next Morning I Got To Work Like A Man Possessed

I knew the “secret spice” I’d discovered could raise your body temperature and help you turn your “Bad” white fat into “Good” brown fat…
And that just by “transforming” her “bad” fat into “good” fat I could change Tara’s life forever and give her back the HOPE she’d been denied for so long…
But how else could I give her that?
I mean, I couldn’t exactly throw a grenade at my wife…
Not only would that lead to my getting DIVORCED…
But, from my research, I knew popping a pepper spray grenade was probably the WORST way to deliver these “Fat transforming” spices in a way the body could actually absorb…
And, eventually, I figured out the best (and most delicious) way to give Tara the potent spices she needed was by doing nothing harder than brewing her a cup of tea…
 

My Wife Looked At Me Like I Was Crazy The First Time
I Gave Her My Special Tea…

I still remember how she held her nose and steeled herself for the “awful taste” she expected…
And the smile that exploded across her lips as she said it tasted kind of like cinnamon…
I had to BEG her to keep drinking it every day… she thought it was just another “waste of time”…
But slowly, over the next week something started to change…

 1.  Her eyes got brighter…

2.  Her energy came roaring back …

3. Even her hair seemed thicker, fuller and shinier than it had…

But the real shock came a week later when I finally convinced her to step on the scale…
And the TEARS of JOY that formed in her eyes when saw she’d lost 11 pounds…
A week after that her uniform pants didn’t fit anymore… she broke down crying, ran into the bedroom and showed me how they kept falling off her hips in a way they hadn’t in 25 years…
And a week after that…
Well, a week after that she was my wife again…
It was the craziest thing I’d ever seen…
Like a time machine back almost a decade since her accident…
But the most amazing thing was watching her stomach…

Watching the belly fat she’d been fighting for years and years shrink away to nothing…
Until one day I came home and saw her walking around the house in nothing but a sports bra and some cute little shorts, her beautiful, flat belly on display calling out to me…
I was a little afraid to touch her at first… afraid she’d tell me not to…
But when I wrapped my arms around her she melted against me, tilted her head so I could kiss her neck, smiled at me and told me to meet her in the bedroom and gave me the most amazing, passionate night of my life.
And as we lay there naked, laughing and cuddling and in love in a way we hadn’t been in so long I felt a smile spread across my face as I realized I’d done it…
I’d saved my wife…

But That Was Just The Beginning

Honestly, I had no plans at all to share this secret with anybody else… I just wanted to help my wife get her life back and save my family…
But with Tara’s 3 week transformation it was impossible to keep a secret…
My buddy John was the first one to BEG to try it out…
He’s a truck driver with a truck driver’s belly…
He came to visit, took one look at Tara and said “What the heck have you been doing?”
So we wrote everything down… all our notes and experiments and things we’d tried…
John texted me four days later and I had to read the text three times to make sure it wasn’t a mistake…
“Todd, this is AMAZING” he said. “I’m already down 12 pounds and the only ‘exercise’ I’ve done is get up to go to the fridge! THANK YOU!”*
Next, Tara’s sister got on the bandwagon…
She’d been “heavy” her whole life and thought that’s just the way she was “supposed” to be…
But three weeks after trying this crazy new protocol of ours she was fitting back into her jeans from high school…

And from there things just got out of control…

I achieved a weird “cult” status locally…
Friends, family, people from 16 to 76 started to use this new method and again and again they RAVED about the results…
Our friends Peter and Stacey managed to drop a combined 11 pounds in 3 days (7 for Peter and 4 for Stacy)…*
Even better, Peter went on to lose a whopping 84 pounds over the next couple months…* completely transforming his life… and Stacy lost over 21 pounds from her petite body…*
Finally, Tara and John and Peter and Frank all ganged up on me and told me I HAD TO share this incredible secret with the world…
 

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