Alright, gather ‘round, folks—your boy went off the grid for a hot minute and basically turned into a human carb casserole. I went AWOL, ate myself into what could generously be described as a coma (probably literally), and ended up like a 1:10 scale Michelin Man. Over the years, I packed on a shameful amount of weight, and my health said “fuck you” back—T2 diabetes, cholesterol playing Russian roulette, high blood pressure, sleep apnea—you name it, I had it. And all of this while being a towering 5’2” tiny tub of shame. Yeah, you can do the math.
Finally, when I hit 240 lbs, I threw the fork down and shit got real. The past 12-16 months? Rediscovering how to eat without immediately regretting it and falling back in love with the gym like a bad ex you can’t quit. Got my TRT finally dialed in (after years of it wandering around like a lost puppy), lost 75 lbs, and currently rocking 165 with abs that are kinda there (a few of them anyways).
On the way down, I dipped my toes into my first cycle: a standard 12-week 350mg test, finished with some anavar. Probably not my brightest idea, since I was still above 30% BF at the time, but I kept my expectations realistic: preserve muscle, push strength, and maybe look like less of a sweaty donut in the gym. It worked. Surprisingly, nothing exploded, no disasters, and I exceeded my own expectations.
Now, I’m scheming my next round: test/mast. Why? Two reasons:
Bloodwork? Most recent stuff from my TRT doc is attached. Surprisingly chill this time—he skipped lipids (probably saw the sad state I was in last check and said, “nah, let’s not”). Hematocrit and estrogen have been the chronic villains since starting TRT, so it was nice to see them behaving for once.
Diet-wise: been in a deficit for over a year (with scheduled cheat breaks so I don’t lose my goddamn mind). Current maintenance until cycle kicks off in September. Deficit days: 1700 kcal, ~160g protein, fat-heavy, low carb, one glorious 2000 kcal refeed per week. Took over a year to lose 75 lbs, but as I got stronger and gym intensity went up, progress sped up. Work complicates food tracking (remote mine site 14/14, cafeteria roulette), but I bring my own stash like a responsible, protein-obsessed squirrel.
Training: 5-day split, 3 upper / 2 lower, incline treadmill 5-6x per week, shooting for 10,000 steps before starting 13-hour desk shifts. Former millwright turned desk zombie. Sleep? 6.5 hours at the mine is a victory lap.
TRT off cycle is: Enanthate, 160mg/week split into two, no AI, no HCG, just testosterone doing its thing.
Supps: Multi, fish oil, zinc, magnesium, ashwagandha, K2/X3 10,000 IU.
Meds: Metformin 1000mg/day, pantoprazole for the stomach, baby aspirin. BP meds & cholesterol meds? Kicked those to the curb once I got serious about the weight loss.
In short: I went from a wheezing human donut to a slightly smaller, still-sarcastic, gym-dork with a plan. Ready for advice, roasts, or tales of steroid horror. Bring it.
Finally, when I hit 240 lbs, I threw the fork down and shit got real. The past 12-16 months? Rediscovering how to eat without immediately regretting it and falling back in love with the gym like a bad ex you can’t quit. Got my TRT finally dialed in (after years of it wandering around like a lost puppy), lost 75 lbs, and currently rocking 165 with abs that are kinda there (a few of them anyways).
On the way down, I dipped my toes into my first cycle: a standard 12-week 350mg test, finished with some anavar. Probably not my brightest idea, since I was still above 30% BF at the time, but I kept my expectations realistic: preserve muscle, push strength, and maybe look like less of a sweaty donut in the gym. It worked. Surprisingly, nothing exploded, no disasters, and I exceeded my own expectations.
Now, I’m scheming my next round: test/mast. Why? Two reasons:
- Real talk, I want to cut more than bulk. I’m not trying to turn into the Hulk.
- Everyone raves about how amazing mast feels. I want in on that millionaire-in-my-own-bed energy, minus the shitty sides that come with other compounds.
Bloodwork? Most recent stuff from my TRT doc is attached. Surprisingly chill this time—he skipped lipids (probably saw the sad state I was in last check and said, “nah, let’s not”). Hematocrit and estrogen have been the chronic villains since starting TRT, so it was nice to see them behaving for once.
Diet-wise: been in a deficit for over a year (with scheduled cheat breaks so I don’t lose my goddamn mind). Current maintenance until cycle kicks off in September. Deficit days: 1700 kcal, ~160g protein, fat-heavy, low carb, one glorious 2000 kcal refeed per week. Took over a year to lose 75 lbs, but as I got stronger and gym intensity went up, progress sped up. Work complicates food tracking (remote mine site 14/14, cafeteria roulette), but I bring my own stash like a responsible, protein-obsessed squirrel.
Training: 5-day split, 3 upper / 2 lower, incline treadmill 5-6x per week, shooting for 10,000 steps before starting 13-hour desk shifts. Former millwright turned desk zombie. Sleep? 6.5 hours at the mine is a victory lap.
TRT off cycle is: Enanthate, 160mg/week split into two, no AI, no HCG, just testosterone doing its thing.
Supps: Multi, fish oil, zinc, magnesium, ashwagandha, K2/X3 10,000 IU.
Meds: Metformin 1000mg/day, pantoprazole for the stomach, baby aspirin. BP meds & cholesterol meds? Kicked those to the curb once I got serious about the weight loss.
In short: I went from a wheezing human donut to a slightly smaller, still-sarcastic, gym-dork with a plan. Ready for advice, roasts, or tales of steroid horror. Bring it.
