FAT PEOPLE SHOULDN'T WEAR ANY HOLSTERS

Written by - Timothy Brooks- Published on Feb 21, 2023

You might be surprised to hear this from a fat guy like me, an Afghanistan veteran no less. Here's the deal: I'm a big fella, and I have been for as long as I can remember. It's not something I’m ashamed of, nor do I begrudge others built like me.

Now let's dive into the nitty-gritty. When it comes to finding a good holster, us bigger guys face some unique challenges. From my experience, it seems like the holster manufacturers in America have lost sight of us, the big guys.

A holster should be like a trusty old friend - reliable, comfortable, and always there to help me keep my family and livestock safe.

Unfortunately, the reality was far from that idyllic vision...

Instead, it became a constant irritant, a ceaseless annoyance that plagued every minute of my day. But wait, let me introduce you to a holster that’s a game-changer for us bigger folks.

A word to the wise: being a large gent isn't all peaches and cream when it comes to finding the right holster. You'd think it's all about finding something that fits, but the challenges we face go far beyond mere sizing.

Here's the lowdown on the biggest woes I've battled:

Overheating & Sweat: As big guys, we tend to perspire more than others.. Many holsters out there don't breathe worth a darn. The result? Not only is the sweat making me squirm in discomfort, it's wrecking my holster and potentially harming my firearm.

The Bulge Struggle: Us bigger guys aren't known for our flat tummies. Try tucking a gun into my waistband and it gets swallowed up in my personal landscape.

Backache Blues: Whether they're made of kydex or leather, every holster I've tried tends to pile the weight in one single spot around my waist. It's like these things come with a free subscription to chronic backaches.

Sit 'n Draw: Ever noticed how holster ads always show some lean model smoothly drawing a weapon while standing? How about when we're seated? Especially when behind the wheel, getting to my gun is anything but a breeze.

Unsafe Pointing: I've experimented with a few local leather shoulder holsters. Problem? They point the weapon horizontally. Right behind me. This defies one of the cardinal rules of gun safety: Always point your weapon in the safest direction possible.

Now, I know there are folks out there who believe us gun owners don't think twice about safety. Well, let me tell you, with all due respect, they're barking up the wrong tree. We gun folks are among the most cautious you'd meet - a few rotten apples don't define us.

So, if your holster has these probems, it's time for a change. Switch to a better one, or consider not carrying at all. 

When it comes to firearms, it's always better to err on the side of caution.

Now, some folks might brush off a misfitting holster as a petty peeve. Well, my friend, let me hand you a magnifying glass to see the real picture.

Take a hot summer day at my farm, for instance. My ill-sized holster turned me into a sweat factory, drenching my shirt as if I'd just taken a dip in the pond. Think my kids and fellow farmhands didn't notice? You'd be wrong.

But the saga didn't end there. Picture me at my daughter's school fair, my holster doing the cha-cha on my waist. The relentless shuffling and adjusting felt like a vise on my back, earning me some unwanted sympathy from the other parents.

And at church? Peaceful sermons were a distant dream, thanks to my stubborn holster. My continuous wriggling was a better show for the congregation than the preacher's sermon - a spotlight I never asked for.

The grand finale, though, was a community road trip. Imagine the horror - wedged into a car, grappling with a spiteful holster, while a pungent cloud of sweat marked my territory. And the audience for this mortifying spectacle? My kids and their friends.

A bad holster isn't just a 'small' issue

 It turns you into a walking sauna, a human stink bomb, and delivers backache as a bonus. 

It's a one-way ticket to awkwardville, and no one deserves to be on that journey.

After suffering through countless days of discomfort and ridicule, I was at my wits' end. I'd almost accepted my fate with ill-fitting holsters. That's when Dr. Kevin Bradshaw came into the picture.

Dr. Bradshaw, an Army veteran, had seen the struggles of soldiers dealing with poor quality holsters and their resulting back pain. He decided he'd had enough.

Combining his medical expertise with his first-hand military experience, Dr. Bradshaw teamed up with fellow Iraq and Afghanistan veterans. Their mission? To craft a holster that ended this needless suffering.

The result was the groundbreaking Fujobi Pancake Holster.

Skeptical but hopeful, I decided to give this holster a shot, intrigued by Dr. Bradshaw's confidence in the product.

The moment I slipped my Rock Island Armory 1911 into the Fujobi Pancake Holster, I could tell things were different. It was as if this holster was made just for me, an answer to all my troubles.

Its incredible fit and outstanding comfort were a far cry from any of my previous experiences. It was a game-changer, and I knew it right away.