I did not say those words.
They were uttered to me once by a fitness client of mine (now a good friend, funny how that works).
Quick background: Growing up, Nicco was always “The Big Guy” in school. At 6-foot-3, 260 pounds, he was an all-league tackle in football.
But like a lot of large, athletic guys, he got — there’s no other way to say this — he got F-A-T after his playing days.
He eventually ballooned to 385 pounds. Even scarier, Nicco came from a family that had experienced all manner of metabolic disaster. I’m talking blindness and amputation caused by diabetes ... heart attacks ... early onset of Alzheimer’s ... you get the idea.
Here’s what happened …
Before I met Nicco, he did some sort of program that helped him lose 85 pounds.
Great, right? Well …
... not only did Nicco eventually gain all that weight back, but he even put on an extra 10-20 pounds just for good measure.
And here’s the worst part …
When Nicco hit rock bottom this second time, even though he “knew the formula” for losing a lot of weight ... he refused to do it again.
(That formula, by the way, is the “reasonable” one touted by most of the so-called “experts” and “gurus” out there.
Tell me if any of this sound familiar. Maybe you’ve tried these yourself: