300

[maluket]

Well, I'm now officially 300 pounds. By officially I mean that the statistical trend line for my daily measurements has hit 300, as opposed to some random measurement being 300. I'm not complaining. I like big round numbers. And most of the gains, at least in the past couple years, have been muscle. I also set a personal record on the bench

Comments

[mamoosh]

Fatty.

[mamoosh]

He's making me do it. There comes a time when excuses become willful avoidance, and when you're sitting in front of your computer alone for a couple of hours every day because your partner is out exercising in a garage full of gym equipment, then you've pretty much run out of weasel room.

I've stopped cooking on exercise nights, though. Seriously, John can have hot powerlifterbear, or he can have yummy dinners on gym nights, but he can't have both. Make a tuna sandwich.

[putzmeisterbear]

Keep the fat! Please.
(I asked politely so you should.)

[maluket]

Heh, OK, that's two polite votes for remaining the mild porker that I am. Three if you add my own. My plan, I think, is to just make sure I continue to fit my jeans. I hate buying new jeans.

[mamoosh]

I love how you had bacon crumbs in your chest hair when you posted this.