I'm 36 now, and would love to be 250 again so, 23 was the last time I'd say I was in any kind of shape. I have a strange body. I am 6' 1" but I have a 30" inseam, my torso is quite a bit longer than anyone else my height. When I was 17 my working weight for leg press was 800lbs. I did a 22 mile hump in the Smokeys up, down, and ridge walking in 12 hours when I was 16. My dad, a retired Marine, said it was the toughest hump he'd ever done. I am supposed to be a thick stocky guy, I have a 58 shoulder and it ain't all blubber, not by a long shot. I still have muscle definition in my biceps and triceps. My quads used to be ginormous rocks, now---not so much. Knees to pecs is bascally blubber now. Both my patela grooves are more hour glass shaped now after a couple stupid horsing around accidents at 18 and 19. I can sure as hell feel rain comin I'll say that. I have never really played sports. Much to the consternation of my highschool's football coaching staff. I did get off my ass and walk a mile today. I felt the 1 hard cider I had last night, let me tell you. I have always been "fat" since I was about 8, but very lithe and agile for bein the big guy. Then the sedentary jobs started at 19, and the weight started piling on. I was an alcoholic from 15 - 25 or so. Quit cold turkey for 4 straight years, now it's pretty much a non-issue for me. I can drink or not drink usually just don't feel the draw at all. I want to do the same thing about being obese. Packed on 200lbs from 20-30. Blood pressure has been uncharcteristically low for someone in my condition, must be all them oats my Scottish ancestors ate. About 27 I started to actually like healthy foods, and did Adkins from 30-31 and broke into the 290's, then everything in my life turned to crap. I've done gyms off and on since 17. I'm done with them, their employees, their finance companies, the whole damned experience.