There was a time at the Old Westside gym where I couldnt gain weight to save my fucking life.
There was this dude who trained there who could just put on weight like fucking magic. Hed go from 198 to 308 and then to 275 and back down to 198. And he was never fat. It was amazing.
I finally asked him one day how he did it.
You mean I never told you the secret to gaining weight? Come outside and Ill fill you in.
Now remember, were at Westside Barbell. And this guy wants to go outside to talk so no one else can hear. Think about that for a minute. What the hell is he going to tell me? This must be some serious shit if we have to go outside, I thought.
So we get outside and he starts talking.
For breakfast you need to eat four of those breakfast sandwiches from McDonalds. I dont care which ones you get, but make sure to get four. Order four hash browns, too. Now grab two packs of mayonnaise and put them on the hash browns and then slip them into the sandwiches. Squish that shit down and eat. Thats your breakfast.
At this point Im thinking this guy is nuts. But hes completely serious.
For lunch youre gonna eat Chinese food. Now I dont want you eating that crappy stuff. You wanna get the stuff with MSG. None of that non-MSG bullshit. I dont care what you eat but you have to sit down and eat for at least 45 minutes straight. You cant let go of the fork. Eat until your eyes swell up and become slits and you start to look like the woman behind the counter.
For dinner youre gonna order an extra-large pizza with everything on it. Literally everything. If you dont like sardines, dont put em on, but anything else that you like you have to load it on there. After you pay the delivery guy, I want you to take the pie to your coffee table, open that fucker up, and grab a bottle of oil. It can be olive oil, canola oil, whatever. Anything but motor oil. And I want you to pour that shit over the pie until half of the bottle is gone. Just soak the shit out of it.
Now before you lay into it, I want you to sit on your couch and just stare at that fucker. I want you to understand that that pizza right there is keeping you from your goals.
This guy is in a zen-like state when hes talking about this.
Now youre on the clock, he continues. After 20 minutes your brain is going to tell you youre full. Dont listen to that shit. You have to try and eat as much of the pizza as you can before that 20-minute mark. Double up pieces if you have to. Im telling you now, youre going to get three or four pieces in and youre gonna want to quit. You fucking cant quit. You have to sit on that couch until every piece is done.
And if you cant finish it, dont you ever come back to me and tell me you cant gain weight. Cause Im gonna tell you that you dont give a fuck about getting bigger and you dont care how much you lift!
Did I do it? Hell yeah. Started the next day and did it for two months. Went from 260 pounds to 297 pounds. And I didnt get much fatter. One of the hardest things Ive ever done in my life, though.
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