Last post was about You , this one’s about Me !

I weigh just under 400lbs. My BMI is about 47.4 , still pretty grizzly. I know 399 lbs/181 kg is pretty high for a goal weight but let me explain. In it’s own kinda twisted way 400 was a magical number.

I don’t know anyone else who has reached 400lbs and lived to tell about it. In my life I met plenty of people who were fat or used to be fat and they all topped out at about 250 -300lbs. I remember Oprah saying that she knew she had to change when she found out that she weighed as much as the reigning “Heavyweight Champion of the World” (then Mike Tyson) at around 225lbs. In 2004 I was shocked to learn that my weight was just behind Shaquille (ShaQ) Oneal’s at around 330lbs.

In 2006, I broke down and saw a Doctor (Had to for Work). My Doctor said those things that doctors say (I think I weighed in around 375lbs), and had me coming back in 3 months to check my progress. I found a free gym in my neighborhood and started working out daily. 90 days later I went back to the doctor 10lbs heavier but also healthier. My cholesterol and blood pressure were both better. Doc said to keep doing what I was doing but add some Cardio. I didn’t listen. I hit the weights like a Nutcase. I quickly hit 400lbs. I felt like a Wrecking Machine !

Good Things Don’t Always last

I felt good. My t-shirts looked nice on me again. I loved how people didn’t seem to believe me when I told them how much I weighed. People half my weight were considered chubby but not me, I was just a big dude. I was a brick. People would stop me and ask if I played for the Eagles.

I got fired. I moved. Things started to suck. (More on that another time)

My financial situation eventually improved, my physical not so much. My new gig was more sedentary than ever. I damn near live in the suburbs , I have to drive everywhere. There are very little sidewalks and the cars drive faster. As If I needed any excuse not to Jog (Cardio Sux). All my beautiful muscles turned into dough. I topped out at about 412 lbs. before I got fed up. I started working out again and in November 2007 decided to chronicle my progress ( or lack thereof ) with a blog. The rest is history.

In my mind though, I dream of being 400lbs AND being healthy.

A man can dream, cant he ?