Hefty weight

Shitty photo. It reads 202 lbs. Fuck me.

Mid August, when I started training I weighed myself , and came in at 196 lbs. Not an ideal riding weight, but whatever. Yes, I know . . . I weigh more than two soaking wet roadies. Meh.

If my math is correct: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 . . . that's six pounds I've gained. Crap.

However, I've taken 1.5 cm off my belly. Therefore, I am concluding that it's muscle mass gained. Which would figure, since I've been hitting the gym four days a week since mid-August.

My man boobs are tonning up (which may excite some of you), abs are beginning to show, shoulders are rounding, and I'm busting all the sleeves in my shirts. I haven't forgotten my legs, which are gradually forming into tree trunks.

I'm not smart, I'm not fast, I don't excell at anything, but I can lift heavy things.

Six years of university down the drain . . . I could have been moving furniture.