There is a log coming out of this but I'd like to give a bit of background cause I know it always gives me loads of motivation to read other people's struggles and it's not as often you see the skinny guy bulking. I'll fire my whole story over a two posts cause it's a bit of a long read and I'll have to dig out some pics in the interim. I had posted this a long time ago when I was training consistently but, as you'll see in the follow up posts, things got more complicated than they already had been!
I was always a very skinny kid, weighed about 9-10 stone at age 18, 6'1" in height.
A good few years ago I was sitting at around 9.5 stone...
...and not long after headed off on a trip to Hong Kong, not realising at the time that I was about to become very ill and discover I have Crohn's disease. For those of you who don't know what that is: basically, your own immune system attacks your intestines causing all sorts of nasty problems including weight loss.
Here's a picture of me in Hong Kong at 8.5 stone:
So I get back from Asia, greet my mum at the airport and her face just drops when she sees me - first thing she comments on is how gaunt I look. I hadn't noticed much because it's a gradual change but because she hadn't seen me for a while it was a massive shock. I tell her I have been very sick while on holiday and I think I need to see a doctor. After a lot of tests, results show that I've got Crohn's and in the mean time I've dropped to around 7 stone 12 in weight (I was very camera shy at this weight as you can imagine so I've no pics!).
Long story short (ish), I had to get 2 operations to remove a lot of my intestines over the next year or so. Feeling a lot better, the doctors tell me to eat everything I see and not to discriminate (so I did and enjoyed it ). Unfortunately, I enjoyed it a little too much and fat was unavoidable - I "bulked" up to 12 stone just by eating and not doing much exercise
12 stone chubby (chicks dig scars!) :
So come the following year my oldest brother, Gary, tells me he wants to get back into shape after taking 3 years off especially since the middle brother, Neil, was in such good nick. Gary and I start our journey in the oldest commercial gym in the UK (and it looks it!).
We train hard and I eat like a horse eventually bulking up to 14.5 stone by that summer:
At this stage I was really happy with my training and diet because I was no longer the "skinny kid" and I was managing to keep Crohn's at bay with my diet of largely unprocessed foods. For curiosity's sake however I wanted to start leaning out so I can see what frame I have. So I start cutting back on the carbs and start bringing my bodyfat down, while maintaining muscle mass as much as I could. This stage had been the hardest for me because I'd been so scared of coming down in weight too much and looking like someone from a concentration camp again.
Here's a pic sitting at 12 stone again but a fair bit leaner:
I'm not sure of the timeframe in all the above, but it was over maybe a year and a half of training and the last pic was a few years back. So I'd like to say that brings me to today but unfortunately this story will bring even more moisture to your eye than one of those x factor auditions! Alright, it'll maybe just make you cringe as much with comments like that
I was always a very skinny kid, weighed about 9-10 stone at age 18, 6'1" in height.
A good few years ago I was sitting at around 9.5 stone...
...and not long after headed off on a trip to Hong Kong, not realising at the time that I was about to become very ill and discover I have Crohn's disease. For those of you who don't know what that is: basically, your own immune system attacks your intestines causing all sorts of nasty problems including weight loss.
Here's a picture of me in Hong Kong at 8.5 stone:
So I get back from Asia, greet my mum at the airport and her face just drops when she sees me - first thing she comments on is how gaunt I look. I hadn't noticed much because it's a gradual change but because she hadn't seen me for a while it was a massive shock. I tell her I have been very sick while on holiday and I think I need to see a doctor. After a lot of tests, results show that I've got Crohn's and in the mean time I've dropped to around 7 stone 12 in weight (I was very camera shy at this weight as you can imagine so I've no pics!).
Long story short (ish), I had to get 2 operations to remove a lot of my intestines over the next year or so. Feeling a lot better, the doctors tell me to eat everything I see and not to discriminate (so I did and enjoyed it ). Unfortunately, I enjoyed it a little too much and fat was unavoidable - I "bulked" up to 12 stone just by eating and not doing much exercise
12 stone chubby (chicks dig scars!) :
So come the following year my oldest brother, Gary, tells me he wants to get back into shape after taking 3 years off especially since the middle brother, Neil, was in such good nick. Gary and I start our journey in the oldest commercial gym in the UK (and it looks it!).
We train hard and I eat like a horse eventually bulking up to 14.5 stone by that summer:
At this stage I was really happy with my training and diet because I was no longer the "skinny kid" and I was managing to keep Crohn's at bay with my diet of largely unprocessed foods. For curiosity's sake however I wanted to start leaning out so I can see what frame I have. So I start cutting back on the carbs and start bringing my bodyfat down, while maintaining muscle mass as much as I could. This stage had been the hardest for me because I'd been so scared of coming down in weight too much and looking like someone from a concentration camp again.
Here's a pic sitting at 12 stone again but a fair bit leaner:
I'm not sure of the timeframe in all the above, but it was over maybe a year and a half of training and the last pic was a few years back. So I'd like to say that brings me to today but unfortunately this story will bring even more moisture to your eye than one of those x factor auditions! Alright, it'll maybe just make you cringe as much with comments like that