As you should all know, bears are, by the grace of God, big guys. This Bear is a big guy. I knew that back in the 1950's when my mother took her boys to downtown Toledo for shopping. We would go to the men's store and I would always be directed to "the husky section".
I'm a tall bear, too. Expecting some shrinking as I continue toward age sixty (60), this Bear is 6-2, with my shoes on.
From about age eighteen (18) through thirty-five (35) my weight was a steady 233 lbs. Big boy, not overly fast on the basketball court, but a great outside jumper
("It's Bear in the air!") made up for some excess weight.
I broke an arm in a game at Swanton High School, playing Ohio Highway Patrol guys. I couldn't play b-ball for awhile so I started running. Eventually went down to just over 200 lbs. as I ran about six (6) to eight (8) miles a day.
As this Bear went into his forties the running slowed, although the b-ball continued. My weight eventually went back to around 233 lbs.
In my early fifties my weight started to creep up. Eventually, it had gone to about 260 lbs. So, along came Jared and his diet plan. It worked and my weight went back down to about 225 lbs.
It stayed in that range for a couple years, as I went through my long-bout with chemotherapy. There was some up and down flucuation with the3 chemo.
Now, my wife is "prepping" me for my bone marrow stem cell transplant by "forcing" me to gain weight. She is concerned that the BMSCT will make me lose a lot of weight.
I do not share that concern. At the Cancer Center last week my weight was approaching 265 lbs. Enough is enough.
Jared is re-entering my life, BMSCT or not. I will return to the basketball court when my treatment is over. I will return!
If you dare.....share your story, your weight. This Bear doesn't want to go down as the Cyburbian with the most wives and the most pounds.
Toledo Scale Bear