Goddamnit I hate the duckface. I am a pretty level-headed guy, but that son of a bitch just pushes my buttons. Fuck. So I took this picture at the gym, and it was supposed to show the after effects of a good workout, but instead I pull, wait for it, DUCKFACE. I guess that was how I feel about the lame ass workout tonight too. i gotta get better at bringing the whole pipe to the party, loaded and ready to go and unleash that shit like Ecstasy at a Twilight Fan Fiction party. I hate duckface. Today has been duckface. Here is to the ugliest side of fitness and hoping tomorrow is way less duckface. Namaste.
Sometimes weight-loss isn’t so sexy, as I say, sometimes well, it just is. This was not my original picture for the day, but my wife caught me oozing sublime sexiness over the breakfast table and I couldn’t help but share it. Apparently, I do not like to wear shirts or comb my hair. See you tomorrow, Namaste.