For most people 221 lbs isn't too hefty for someone who stands at 5' 11". But for me it would have seemed nearly impossible, it's amazing to think that just 4 years ago I was 155lbs. I ran at least 6 miles every day. I would rarely sleep and when I did it usually wasn't longer than 3 hours.
I steadily gained weight and stopped running as much. But on New Years Day of this year I had what's called a psychotic break. I hadn't slept at all for over 9 days and I felt like shit. I stopped eating, I couldn't sleep, I couldn't even cum when I jerked off. I had lost over a pound and a half a day every day and every time I did eat, I immediately puked it up.
They told me I have schizophrenia (even though I don't hallucinate or talk to anybody that isn't there) That's what they tell me anyway.
So they put me on this pill called zyprexa. And I started going to the gym working out and I was in great shape. I was running at a 5:47 minute mile time. But I was gaining weight. I did not think it was physically possible, I was dieting I was exercizing and I was gaining weight, alot of weight and not muscle weight, it was fat.
Eventually I stopped going to the gym, I didn't have any energy and I started craving terrible foods. On more than one occasion I went through a whole box of ice cream sandwhiches in one sitting.
I am 5' 11" And on 6/1/11 I weighed in an all time high of 221 lbs. I gained over 43 lbs in less than 5 months. I went off the medications, and I gained a bit more weight. So about a week later I decided to really get in shape. I took a walk and I walked and I walked and I walked. Then I walked some more, and I realized I was very thirsty, there were no water fountains, and because I am crazy I decided to start walking at about midnight.
I walked into D.C. in a bike path I had never taken before. I found a fountain (not a water fountain - but like a large decorative fountain infront of this big office building) I drank it, and it turned out to be clorinated, it also turned out there was a security guard looking directly at me. So I just went on walking.
I was SOO thirsty, after having inbibed about 8 shots of rum and a couple of beers I was extremely dehydrated. I started drinking from sprinklers, but I couldn't get very much and I was worried about attracting attention to myself.
Finally I met some lovely ladies who were walking to their apartment, and I told them that I needed water badly and they invited me to go with them. So they gave me water and I went on my way.
I made my way back to the bike path, and instead of going home I took the other fork in the path. Which was a much longer way. I had left at about 12:30 and I came back at 8:00, in the morning I had taken a break on this overpass bikepath that is a dead end. (the most pointless overpass ever) at the other end of the this dead end overpass was a homeless person, who appeared to have his moving hand on his peeper. Awkward. But I was too tired to move. So I rested for a couple minutes uncomfortably before moving on.
About a mile away from home my legs pretty much gave way. I was getting charlie horses every other step so I decided to take a break, I walked down to a super market and went to the back to their dingy toilet. I didn't have to crap I just wanted to sit.
I walked for over 8 hours. I covered more than 25 miles and when I came back I couldn't move.
Since then I've been walking 6-14 miles every day, (again with little sleep) and so far I've lost 12 lbs. Now I am starting to run more and more. By mid July I hope to be under 200 lbs.
I've decided to get more serious about my diet. Kidney beans, Tuna, Oatmeal, and vegetables. (along with the occasional protein shake and egg whites. I will not make any exceptions to my diet. I will not put cream in my coffee, I will not butter my toast. Hell, I won't even have toast.
I steadily gained weight and stopped running as much. But on New Years Day of this year I had what's called a psychotic break. I hadn't slept at all for over 9 days and I felt like shit. I stopped eating, I couldn't sleep, I couldn't even cum when I jerked off. I had lost over a pound and a half a day every day and every time I did eat, I immediately puked it up.
They told me I have schizophrenia (even though I don't hallucinate or talk to anybody that isn't there) That's what they tell me anyway.
So they put me on this pill called zyprexa. And I started going to the gym working out and I was in great shape. I was running at a 5:47 minute mile time. But I was gaining weight. I did not think it was physically possible, I was dieting I was exercizing and I was gaining weight, alot of weight and not muscle weight, it was fat.
Eventually I stopped going to the gym, I didn't have any energy and I started craving terrible foods. On more than one occasion I went through a whole box of ice cream sandwhiches in one sitting.
I am 5' 11" And on 6/1/11 I weighed in an all time high of 221 lbs. I gained over 43 lbs in less than 5 months. I went off the medications, and I gained a bit more weight. So about a week later I decided to really get in shape. I took a walk and I walked and I walked and I walked. Then I walked some more, and I realized I was very thirsty, there were no water fountains, and because I am crazy I decided to start walking at about midnight.
I walked into D.C. in a bike path I had never taken before. I found a fountain (not a water fountain - but like a large decorative fountain infront of this big office building) I drank it, and it turned out to be clorinated, it also turned out there was a security guard looking directly at me. So I just went on walking.
I was SOO thirsty, after having inbibed about 8 shots of rum and a couple of beers I was extremely dehydrated. I started drinking from sprinklers, but I couldn't get very much and I was worried about attracting attention to myself.
Finally I met some lovely ladies who were walking to their apartment, and I told them that I needed water badly and they invited me to go with them. So they gave me water and I went on my way.
I made my way back to the bike path, and instead of going home I took the other fork in the path. Which was a much longer way. I had left at about 12:30 and I came back at 8:00, in the morning I had taken a break on this overpass bikepath that is a dead end. (the most pointless overpass ever) at the other end of the this dead end overpass was a homeless person, who appeared to have his moving hand on his peeper. Awkward. But I was too tired to move. So I rested for a couple minutes uncomfortably before moving on.
About a mile away from home my legs pretty much gave way. I was getting charlie horses every other step so I decided to take a break, I walked down to a super market and went to the back to their dingy toilet. I didn't have to crap I just wanted to sit.
I walked for over 8 hours. I covered more than 25 miles and when I came back I couldn't move.
Since then I've been walking 6-14 miles every day, (again with little sleep) and so far I've lost 12 lbs. Now I am starting to run more and more. By mid July I hope to be under 200 lbs.
I've decided to get more serious about my diet. Kidney beans, Tuna, Oatmeal, and vegetables. (along with the occasional protein shake and egg whites. I will not make any exceptions to my diet. I will not put cream in my coffee, I will not butter my toast. Hell, I won't even have toast.

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