Wow, I'm envious. My left leg weighs more than you guys...
I went through the most amazing transition when I discovered the gym. I'm almost 6'1". When my wife and I first met (we were about 21, maybe 22), I had my soccer player / cyclist physique and weighed about 170 pounds. I actually frightened her mother - "does that boy ever eat?". It turned out she wasn't going to have to ask that for long...
I was just out of school and living with a room mate who lifted. I wasn't playing soccer anymore, so I was looking for a way to get some exercise in. He invited me to the gym. The rest, as they say, "is history".
By the time my wife and I got married, at 26 years old, I weighed 240 pounds with less body fat on me than I had at 170. I just exploded in that four or five years of heavy lifting. My room mate told me I had the "genetics" for it. Unfortunately, I was kind of a genetic freak, or the soccer and cycling had predisposed me to a certain physique.
I was literally "all legs". Anyone remember Tom Platz? Guys in the gym started teasing me that I was his long lost twin brother. I was never able to build upper body size and strength, and never managed to bench more than three plates (315). My buddy Pastor Dave did four (405). So I had to make it up in the squat, which it turned out I had a natural talent for.
My goal today is to get down to about 220. That would be a very healthy weight for me. I guess one other goal is to still be able to buy pants. Don't laugh - I actually reached a point where I couldn't. Everything I bought had to go to my mother in law for some seamstress work. I would buy the biggest waist size available so she could take that part in while keeping the thighs as big as possible. Alas, she's not with us anymore, but that shouldn't ever be a problem again anyway. Not at my age.