lol this reminds me of a couple interviews with him, one in which he brags that he eats hostess cupcakes for the carbs, and the other was with the NYTimes in which he explains he eats white castles for the protein; meanwhile those sliders have a 2:1 ratio of carbs to protein. Another classic was when some prepackaged keto meal plan company was suckered into supporting him but the entire time aNgie was still making him sugar loaded shakes. I wish I still had the video of her mongoloid face grinning manically as she smashed bananas for one as if it was some kind of culinary feat.In fact, he'll often talk about how he needs "simple carbs" in the form of any number of bad, unhealthy foods because he "needs energy" to ride the bike. In his mind his bad eating isn't just excused, it's necessary.
He doesn't like actually riding the bike, and it's hard to blame him. Weighing nearly 600 pounds makes any sort of physical activity excruciating, I'm sure. He has nobody to blame but himself, though, because he should be prioritizing weight loss before getting on the bike. The bike ride should be a reward, not a means to an end.
No cougar is going to see that behemoth and try to take it down. They don’t go after bears.Nothing gets you your second wind faster than having a mountain lion nip at your heels.
All I have to say is, .Eric, if you're reading this I want to make an offer. If you do what I say, you will never need to work again for the rest of your life. Hear me out:
1. Livestream everything- have the camera on at all times, so that people can talk about you and donate to you.
2. Set donation challenge goals, which you must complete if they are met.
3. Buy one of those wifi vibrators, but instead of sticking it up your gaping anus, connect the lead wires to electrodes on your head.
4. Enlist a friendly kiwi to monitor your progress. If you ever fail to perform one of the goals, this kiwi will trigger the maximum intensity setting on the vibrator app, shocking you repeatedly for 1 minute at 60hz.
You'll lose weight and make bank. Just remember your good friend Shaka once you're living in Beverly Hills.
Think it over.
I'd be more worried about getting sideswiped by a logging truck on the narrow windy roads than hurt by some animal. They really don't want anything to do with humans. We're assholes.Why would you even bike long distances out west? There's a lot more dangerous animals out west than there is on the east coast. At least a car will give you some degree of safety. With a bike you are exposed to everything.
That's one of the hardest routes across the US. Crossing the mountains in the NE is really tough. Harder than the rockies minus the altitude. He's on the easiest path already. Really flat except for his stupid plan of Palm Springs instead of Calexico. 4000' climbs to get out of the Coachella Valley since you can't ride on I10. Not that he's making it to CA, but still.If he was smart he'd do like NY to SEA as a route, cold temperature and a lot of flat ground (Till the Rockies anyway but that's gonna suck no matter which way you approach them). But Michigan and North Dakota isn't glamorous the way Texas and Cali are. I mean fuck if I was gonna be biking day in and out if want as much of it to be at like, 50F as I could.
Not that it matters since it's still never going to happen.
He’s too fat to check his blindspot safely, so it looks like he just drifts across the road. The left-hand turn he makes at the light is nerve-wracking too. I get that he’s a massive target and hard to miss, but anyone racing to turn before the light changes could easily plow into him, especially given how many people drive distracted these days.
"To be fair", every actual verified weigh-in for Eric 3 years ago put him around 514 pounds, plus/minus 10 or so. I don't believe that he started at 560 and magically lost 50 pounds in the first two weeks, nor do I believe he ever got below 500 pounds.Well, there is one thing he has been doing. His weigh-in on July 8, 2016 put him at 412 pounds, and his weigh-in on April 12, 2019 put him at 582 pounds. That's a tidy gain of 170 pounds.
To be honest, that's one reason why I follow certain cows; learning how not to make their mistakes. I mean, I know (I think) how not to be a narcissist, but these people also fail in ways I've never even dreamed about.This thread is teaching me a lot about how not to do a long-distance bike ride.
Some people like being the "better" partner in a relationship, it feeds their ego and gives them a level of comfort and control they don't have in normal relationships. This new relationship is probably worse for Angie, but Eric can't say shit to her about anything (not about money, not about health at a bare minimum).I am sincerely surprised Satan's Little Pork Roast is still with him. That black dude Angie broke up with to return to her human landslide of a husband had a car and was able to purchase her an engagement ring. One also presumes she could engage in relations with him without requiring a winch and three able-bodied adults to to position them correctly. It's hard to see her angle in this, because Eric is broke, gross and a laughing stock.
Frankly, it's hard to see his angle, too. I'm not worried about wild animals or sadistic truck drivers because it won't get that far because he's too fucking fat to ride, walk, or crawl. Even though we know he's gonna half-ass it and end up in an ER with heat stroke, heart attack or crotch rot (why not all three?), just the misery of making it that far cannot be worse than working at a call center or just fucking getting on disability for pantloads. I guess the two of them thought they'd end up the Hulk and Linda Hogan of gross fat people doing dumb stuff, sometimes on a bike, and charm the world with their own reality show until the invitable divorce caused by too much fame.
I'm actually shocked that Eric has managed to keep himself under 600 pounds judging from his pictures. He's actually reasonably tall.Imagine being so fat that you can give yourself a vanity weight of -100 lbs instead of the typical 5 or 10 and nobody bats an eye.