Prelude: May 2010
“So how long do you workout?"
Its another male ego contest; I can’t help smiling to myself. I mean what am I supposed to say? Well, I’m supposed to say I workout for hours on end, that its all about the training the prayers and the vitamin pills.
How long and hard you work is some weird badge of honour, but I’ve been there, done that, and worn the gym rat t-shirt. And my results were rubbish.
So on the other hand, I could tell him the truth. But maybe
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