Up to last May I was up to 245 lbs @ 5’6”, in 44 waist pants that were getting snug. I’d get so turned on at the thought of getting to 46-48s and 260-270 lbs. My belly was 53”. I imagined how it would be at 56-57”. Woof!
But in moving last year, pretty much by myself except for the big furniture the movers handled, I lost 30 lbs. I would load up my truck with boxes, go to the new house, unload the truck, carry the boxes up the stairs. I did this almost every day for about a month.
Now that I’m trying to gain weight again, I have little appetite. It’s pissing me off! Lol I’m about 215-217 now, my belly is about 47”, my 42s are a little loose. I can tell though, that they and my shirts are getting a little snug. Yay!
I wish there were a fat pill! Lol But kooky as it sounds I believe you can imagine yourself into gaining weight. I think if you tell yourself often enough that you want to be fat, are getting fat, the brain dies something to change the body’s chemistry.
I hope so!
3 years
