that’s what my fancy scale told me when I stood on it in birthday suit only, which today resembles a fat suit more than ever. I’m that rare type of overweight person for whom the bulge lives almost exclusively in my mid section. legs are decent, arms are still somehow above average, but if there’s a six pack in there, it’s well submerged beneath years of too much unhealthy eating and not enough sweat.
So today I decided to get up with the sun and start the workout regimen that I crafted in my head. Far easier said than done. I popped in the workout video designed to give me ‘an hour’s results in only 25 minutes,’ and boy what a discovery I made - I couldn’t finish the thing. 2 minutes in I was sweating. 10 minutes in I was dripping, 15 minutes in I was soaked and sore and surrendering, feeling every bit the failure.
Mind you, this isn’t me throwing in the towel. I’m gonna attempt to get this ball rolling, but it’s very discouraging to learn just how far I’ve fallen from more athletic days.
still one of the hardest records ever made in any genre.
"look at mama baby boy actin like he grown"
bassline sound like doom
Nicolas Cage Losing His Shit
forgot about this joint. thanks Spotify
how is this not on his greatest hits?