I've been neglecting my duties as a blogger lately. As I said, it was the discovery of my entire family and bagel knowing about it (thanks Dora haha). It's like trying to play the violin with one arm or the piano with two fingers. Besides, shouldn't families have
honest open communication?
Every millimeter of my body aches right now. In addition to eating more I've been trying to workout. Underline the word
trying because I go to these gyms with my lankly arms and I'm pumping these playschool weights that look like water bottles. My face though makes it look like I'm carrying the weight of the world on my back, a la Atlas. I look over and I see butch and non-butch women lifting two or three times as much.
There was this one girl who really likes my friend. A very large southern belle who's like half my height but twice my weight. She came plodding over, "Oh, let's see if I can do as much as Joe," she said it exactly like that. She sat in the machine and her legs pumped away like she's swatting flies with her legs. "This is easy. This is like nothing."
I wanted to say, "Well my legs
are like nothing compared to yours." Though she was half my height and twice my weight, her legs are like three times mine.
My friend defended me and said, "Well, it's the first time he's ever done his legs."
Word.
