Sober Ed dancing in 2009 - a miracle.
My name is Ed Wyrick and I live in
Athens, Georgia. Until August 20, 2002, I went to work as a
high school counselor every weekday— always among the
first to arrive each morning. I was well respected by my supervisors,
my colleagues, and the parents and students I served. In the
previous twenty years, I had earned a doctorate at the University
of Georgia; had two mystery novels published by St. Martin's
Press; had short stories published in Ellery Queen's Mystery
Magazine and in literary magazines; was on the cover of Writer's
Digest, a national magazine for aspiring writers; taught myself
web design and developed and maintained websites for my school
and others; and was a loving husband who raised three daughters
as an active father attending school functions, soccer games,
mock trial team competitions, and ballet recitals. In
short, at 51 years of age, I was deemed to be a successful,
talented, responsible, reliable, and intelligent professional
I was also an overweight active alcoholic, two-pack-a-day smoker
with elevated blood pressure, a racing pulse rate, and triglycerides
so high that my cholesterol levels could not be accurately calculated.
Walking up the street was a challenge.
Ed in 1996.
On July 4, 2007 I was nearly
five years away my last drink of alcohol and my last cigarette.
I was seventy pounds lighter and had been that way for over
two years. My blood pressure was normal and my resting heart
rate was in the low forties. Without medication, my triglycerides
were in the seventies, LDL cholesterol was in the sixties and
HDL cholesterol was in the upper fifties. In case you don’t
know it, those are terrific numbers. On that day in July, I
ran the 6.2 miles of the Peachtree Road Race in Atlanta in fifty-one
minutes and seventeen seconds. That time put me in three thousand
and eighth place in the 55,000 person race. That result was
just fine with me. A sense of pride and accomplishment had replaced
the fear and self-loathing that was consuming me.
A week later, I was in Dr. Farris Johnson’s office. He
became my general practitioner after I fired my previous doctor
a few weeks after my last drink of alcohol before he finished killing me. I was telling Farris about my results
in the race. Knowing I had books published before, he said,
“You ought to write about that.”
“About getting better—alcohol, cigarettes, weight,
OK, I've done it. It took a while for me to write the book that
is the basis of this website, though. My writing had become
tied to my drinking and doing it again was hard. For a while,
I had to work on it one paragraph at a time. Eventually, like
every thing else in my life during the recent years, it got
The book was just sitting there, a cartharsis for me. I decided I might as well put it to use, so it morphed into this website. After a while, I noticed something. I was receiving messages daily from people praising the website, but only a small proportion of the thousands of visitors to the website spent more than a minute or two on it. Many sent messages asking how to get the book. It became apparent that to reach the most people, my story needed to be in book form. It's hard to read a narrative on a website. So, I finished the book and published it through Amazon. To publish there, I had to agree not to give the book material away for free. So, the website has the outline of what it took to get so much better and the meat is in the book. It's priced at the lowest level allowed by Amazon for their Kindle Select program for E-books and CreateSpace program for paperbacks.
But, if the price is still too much, send a message. We'll work something out.