This one time I trained for a half ironman and ate a whole lot of food and turned into a chunkster.
Look at those cheeks.
During my 2nd half this September I intend to cross the finish line looking a little more like a triathlete and less like a kid who loves cake (and icecream . . . and pizza . . . and indian food . . . and bread . . . and candy . . . and pie . . . ).
Let's put things into perspective . . . .
chunky half iron man eater recent picture of less chunky kid |
embarrassing, right?
(it is past midnight. Judgement is worse at the time, yeah? So maybe I'll wake up and be like "oh crap I put a hideous picture of myself on my blog last night-I gotta get that off there!")
(it is past midnight. Judgement is worse at the time, yeah? So maybe I'll wake up and be like "oh crap I put a hideous picture of myself on my blog last night-I gotta get that off there!")
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