You pay a price for it. The largest shirts many places carried were size 16 1/2 xxl I couldn't possibly button them around the neck. Wearing a necktie liiked like my toung was hanging out. I walked into a ready to wear store. An old tailor took one look at me and said, "Forget it. I can't fit you. You have AT LEAST a 50 inch chest. There's nothing here for you." It was about 54. 28 1/2 inch legs for 750 pound squats. My doctor said having me for a patient was like having an elephant for a patient. He had a handgrip machine in his office I pulled 285 pounds on.
Today, I'm ausgespielt.