I'm new and I'm a dumbass

Welcome aboard, Tans!

Welcome Tanstaafl. I suspect that your 0.5” loss of BPEL is due to your increasing fat pad. The ruler can push pretty hard, but fat isn’t like water. It doesn’t all move out of the way. The best way for you to meet your length goal may be just to keep losing weight.

I bet if you just lose the weight you will get the inch back. I would say focus on weight loss and do P.E. secondary. Best of luck.

I'm new and I'm a dumbass

Figured this thread would be about a new 12 step program for stoopid people.

Hi tanstaafl, first off I’d like to say you have an awesome size already and with a little (or a lot) of hard work you can build yourself a cock to inspire awe in your Nurse friend. One thing i’d like to adress though (as a few others have) is your current weight, particularly the 50 odd pounds you said you have gained since your first marriage.

I have two close friends who have lost their fathers to heart attacks in the last year, both were in their mid 40s. That extra weight has increased your risk of heart disease and diabetes (and countless others ) dramatically, what a shame it would be to be concentrating on building a great big cock then developing one or more of these diseases and have it cut short your life prematurely.

I urge you to go to bodybuilding.com and search for “transformation”, there are many people who were in your situation that have lost upwards of 100 pounds and completely changed their lives. I bet a buff sculped body would look great attached to that big dong you’ll have after you’re done too ;) .

Wow I just noticed that my join date was 2002 and that was my first post! How the time flies…

MACROS! I almost mistaked you for ME!

Welcome along too!

Hey tanstaafl here is how thick I am.A rhino charging at my fat pad would bounce back 500 feet :D

Macros,
I appreciate your concern and I hear what you are saying. Let me give you the rundown on my weight history. At fifteen I was 6’1” (still am) and weighed 163 pounds at the beginning of my eight grade year. I had a thin but good athletic body. Mesomorph is the correct term if I recall correctly. I started lifting weigths and by the end of my 8th grade year I weighed 191 lbs (well-defined). I continued to workout to help with football and topped out at 225 lbs as a senior. When my weight was 210-220 I could see my intercostal muscles. I built a good solid foundation of muscle mass (mainly my legs) due to a brutal leg exercise program. At the end of my junior year I was able to squat 625 lbs x 15 reps. They were bodybuilding, high bar, ass to the ground squats, not the widestance low bar powerlifting squats. I have been blessed with good limb length (better leverages), good genetics and a high proportion of fast twitch fibers. Plus I wanted to succeed so badly that I was able to willingly endure severe physical discomfort. Because believe me, putting over a quarter ton of iron on your back and squatting down and then back up with it is not the most comfortable thing in the world!

My downward slide started when I broke my right fibula as a sophomore. That is what motivated me to start squatting so hard. But I was never able to get my strength and balance back in my right ankle. I pushed ahead and was able to become very good at squatting. Then as a junior I suffered a separated shoulder and blew out a knee. All injuries occurred during games, not workouts. To be accurate, I tore my posterior cruciate ligament, tore quadriceps partially from patella tendon, tore cartilage and broke the top of my tibia. What fun that brought into my life. I rehabbed and tried to come back without having surgery but to no avail. After reinjuring my knee twice more and having reconstructive surgery twice and rotator cuff surgery I gave up the football dream. And this is where the fun began. I was completely aimless. A freshmen in college with absolutely no idea what to do with my life. I didn’t workout anymore because I had no reason. I only worked out to be a better athlete. I was 245 lbs with a flat stomach. My dad told me that since I wasn’t working out, running, and practicing football like I used to, that I would be 300lbs before too long if I continued to eat like I did. I thought he was crazy. But three years later I was driving down the road and hit a speed bump way too fast. My damn belly jiggled! “What the hell was that?” I went home and looked in the mirror and realized I was a fat ass.

I went back and forth losing weight and regaining it. Lost 30lbs in 6 weeks just by going back to intense leg press workouts. I would do one workout a week of 5-10 sets of 15 reps with progressively heavier sets and end with an extended drop set. I lifted to complete muscular failure. That was the only thing I changed in my life and the fat peeled right off. I had read parts of a book by an endocrinologist (Doug Crist I believe) that addressed increasing production of human growth hormone naturally through exercise. His research demonstrated that leg presses of sets of 7 reps or more and squat sets of 15 reps increased growth hormone dramatically. So I had good genetics, a good plan, and the will to suffer the discomfort to get the best results. Then after awhile I lost the will. Dumbass!

During my crappy marriage and divorce my weight stabilized at 275lbs. But after I got divorced all I did was work, eat, and lay on my ass. So 55lbs and 2 1/2 years later here I am. I have no health problems other than residual effects of my football injuries. I do have family history of all the big stuff. My dad died at 49 from a massive MI. He was 6’2” 215lbs at the time. He had mitral valve prolapse and congestive heart failure and just fell over dead while hunting. He was in great shape and blew away the treadmill test but that apparently didn’t mean shit. So I have plenty of health reasons to get back in shape. Even when I was at 328 a few weeks ago (313 now) I looked like I weighed 250 with the fat in my belly (the most dangerous place of course) and in my face. Plus I’m tired of being a fat ass. I’ve been fairly successful with women all my life but I wanna move up the food chain! I feel emotionally better than I have in years. The best since the year I got married. Eight long years since then. But I’m sticking to it this time. Thanks for your concern and support.

Tanstaafl