interesting thread..other than Shawn acting like a little kid
No wonder I hate the outdoors..I will stay in the big city thank you very much.
for the record, does bug spray keep away spiders?
I was in the big city (Long Beach, CA). And that video was great. Exactly like mine except my was faster. The big puss ball happened less than 10 hours after being in the hospital.
Pardon my ignorance
But since the bite what has happened to you?
Why have you not trained etc?
ta ta
Well I have told 10,000 times, and as much as Sean loves to make fun of how I look now there is small reason. I got bit on March 1, 1998. I was released from the hospital on March 24, 1998. My wound was 6" in diameter and I left the hospital with an open wound that I was to take careof by keeping it clean and changing the dressing for about a month.
Up until my spider bite I had been to a doctors office twice since high school (76'). In 1983 I ruptured my L4 and L5 squatting. Went to the doctor, didn't want an operation and wore a back brace and electric tens for 2 years and went to therapy (where I met got treated for free from my future daughters mom). In 1993 I snapped my achilles tendon (same day as Dan Marino) playing in a raqcuetball tournament in Chatsworth. Waited a week before getting the operation. I never got a cold since moving to Hawaii and have been very healthy my whole life. And being called fat was the last thing anyone thought about me.
Well after the bite all kinds of shit happened. I moved to Vegas. Ran a t-shirt company for Pete G. and played craps every night. When I got bit I weighed 298 was training for the 2000 Olympics which is why I was in LA. I moved there in December of 97' (maybe Nov.). In Vegas I trained at the Golds on Sahara and Decatur. I was still pretty strong. But, my leg EVERY month would get very red and swell up and leak fluid. This happened all the time. I would literally sometimes be stuck in my bathtub cause I couldn't move cause it hurt so bad. I can allot of pain. I have done some unreal things to myself but nothing was as bad as this. In addition, my lower back goes out sometimes. SO the combo of the back and leg was unreal. I sometime woudl have to crawl on my hands and knees around my condo cause I couldn't stand up. So this made working out regualry very hard.
Then I decided to move back to Hawaii after my ex-girlfriend wanted me to come there and house sit for her while she went to Europe for two weeks. I missed Hawaii and decided to move back. I remember the flight there. I have always had a huge upper body and smaller lower body. Allot of times the stewardess's woudl always ask me if I needed an extension on my seatbelt cause I like wearing baggy clothes cause it is more comfortable. They thought it wouldn't fit. Well I never needed one before. In fact, I would have about 6" or more easy of excess belt. Well not this time. The belt didn't fit. It was about an inch away. SO I had to ask for one. I knew I was getting heavier but really didn't notice.
When I got back here my leg got worse. After getting sick it would last at least a week and swell up bigger. It was hard to walk. And with the food here and the lack of training I gained weight bigtime. I weghed myself at a freinds place. The pic below was taken around that time. I weighed a little over 400. SO I knew I was fat. My clothes weren't fitting and I just couldn't do thiings anymore.
Well, from the day this happened I got depressed. I went from training twice a day, rising my bike 28 miles a day 4 days a week and walking around Diamond Head crater with a 100+ lb. truck tire dragging behind me to not being able to do anything. I went from going out at night 3 or 4 days a week, to nothing. The biggest thing about this shit is the depression. I sit home and just do nothing cause I can't. So I eat. The thing is I don't eat any more than when I was in shape. I really don't eat anything different than when I was in shape. The biggest thing is that I am not as active as before. My energy level is very low.
I remember I went to the gym one day and was so weak I could barely lift 30 lb. DB's to do curls with. ANd I was looking in the mirror and I just left. One thing though is most everyone here knows what I used ot look lke and how strong I was. They do support me good that way. I still get allot of training questions and stuff. But, I see guys lift more than me and its very depressing. The depression is the worst part of this shit.
I haven't been able to train more than a few weeks before I get sick. It has been really good for the past year or so. The sickness doesn't last long and isn't so bad. I was getting back into it in late Nov. last year and was at the gym 5 days a week. Then on the 12th of Dec. I got sick bad. My leg swelled up big time for no reason. The worse in a couple years. So I figured okay it will last a few days and go away. Well it didn't. On the 19th they checked me into the hospital and I checked out on the 30th. Hopefully they fed me enough antibiotics to make the infection go away forever. My lower leg looks great and is only 1.5" bigger than the other one. My upper leg is still a little swollen but better.
All this shit to my right leg has given me lymphodema in my lower right leg. I wear a compression sock to control it. But, it causes water on the knee and it swells and my right knee hurts pretty bad. Because I walk sometime favoring my left leg my back hurts a little more now. I sit at home or at my pool most of the day. I do go to the beach sometimes. Starting next week I will be going over to Hilo and working on remodleing out gym there while we finish up closing the deal on our Kona gym. So I wll be up and about in Hilo allot of training over there with the Penn's. So hopefully I can get better and better.
I sometimes see other stories of others who have been hurt and injured and other shit and how they get back into the gym and make themsleves better and I think that really what happened to me is nothign compared to what these other people have gone through. I think to myslef I must be a huge pussy to let a little spider fuck up my life like this. But, I keep trying and won't quit and hopefully soon I will be back in shape and have my strength back and kick ass. But, then I think what would Sean be able to say about me then.
