I just love training.
I do so many different things in a week of training.
And to tell the truth I’m a bit of naricisism and an attention whore.
Narcisism because I gotta look good so all my wife’s friends make those little comments about me being “pretty” or how their husband doesn’t have a chest.
And attention whore because I love the look on other guys faces when I do a crazy ass Crossfit workout or the reaction my neighbors have when I’m walking around my front yard with a 230+ lb stone.
Plus I just turned 30 and I don’t want to turn into these disgusting weak bodies that I’m surrounded by at work.