There was a time, roughly 9 years ago, when I had a physique worthy of mowing my lawn shirtless. But a career, 2 herniated discs and general laziness have decimated my once Herculean build, and these days I go swimming in a T-shirt. HOWEVER, even at the pique of my physical fitness, I maintained a certain degree of modesty . . . at least in public.
Sure, I'd flex in front of my bathroom mirror a few dozen times per day, but I always left the house with all of my clothes on. I can remember going for a jog without my shirt on ONCE, and that was because it was 98 degrees out (which exemplifies a completely different level of stupidity).
But you Adonis's who leave your homes already half-dressed to go run 2 miles when it's 72 degrees, this is for you . . .
Sure, I'd flex in front of my bathroom mirror a few dozen times per day, but I always left the house with all of my clothes on. I can remember going for a jog without my shirt on ONCE, and that was because it was 98 degrees out (which exemplifies a completely different level of stupidity).
But you Adonis's who leave your homes already half-dressed to go run 2 miles when it's 72 degrees, this is for you . . .
KEEP UP THE GOOD WORK PAT
Hey Pat, You're really reaching deep to find stories such as this. Might suggest a little manscaping and a tan before you remove your shirt again.......love the Pat Down, F
Your the man.