That Moment When...
There is a very in shape guy in the gym who almost routinely runs me over on the track. Today, I meandered into the weight area to try my hand at a few Pain Contraptions/Medieval Torture Devices and lo, and behold Mr. In-Shape-Run's-Literal-Circles-Around-You was there. Well, he proceeded to do a series of painful looking ab exercises then lifted his shirt to wipe his forehead and I was all
the man is ripped like wrapping paper on Christmas day...
No wonder he runs me over.....*pokes tummy pooch*














