Later on, I would be photographed working out on one of those stupid balls they have at the gym. Here's the picture. Some Facebook commenter compared me to Jimmy Kimmel's ball hump or something. I was sore for days after that, but what can you do?
Thursday, March 3, 2011
Saturday's Sweat
Last Saturday, I was at the gym with a workout buddy. We were on the machines doing our thing. The conversation drifted over to the subject of Cosco. "Yea, they sell these things that monitor your heart rate and the amount of calories you burned." "Really? I didn't know they had those." "What?!? You didn't know that? Are you shitting me!?" "I shit you not..." Such were the conversations of me and my workout buddy.
Later on, I would be photographed working out on one of those stupid balls they have at the gym. Here's the picture. Some Facebook commenter compared me to Jimmy Kimmel's ball hump or something. I was sore for days after that, but what can you do?
Later on, I would be photographed working out on one of those stupid balls they have at the gym. Here's the picture. Some Facebook commenter compared me to Jimmy Kimmel's ball hump or something. I was sore for days after that, but what can you do?
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