On Monday I saw 2 old friends (you know who you are) and amidst our mutual revelry, my female friend intoned "you look really skinny, waif-ish even". It's true, I have lost weight recently, but not because I have an eating disorder, as my friend jokingly suggested. I mean, right after we had this conversation I inhaled half of a large pepperoni pizza, along with 4 beers. If anything I should look like Dom DeLuise.
And seriously, after spending 3 months with my arm in a sling, hosting daily personal pity parties, I should have gained a fuck load of weight. The difference, as far as I can tell, is the new job. During a typical 8 hour shift I'll have to climb and descend 2 flights of stairs 50 times minimum. Often time I'm having to carry heavy shit like a barrel of ice. Other times I have to hoist a dirty tub of dishes above my head without dropping it on any number of people. Ever changed a keg? Holy shit are those fucking heavy!
Next month my gym membership expires and I'm seriously considering canceling it. What's the point? And once it gets warmer out I'm going to start biking again, probably to work and back. Oh! And my hair is growing out, this morning I went to the gym with a raging case of bed head and didn't give a fuck. Not having a shaved head is somewhat of a novelty. Let it grow!
8 comments:
A guy working in a bar works SSOOO HARD!
Justin!
Go you!
-Dean
You see, change CAN be good.
i can shave your head for u!
if you're "waif-ish" then maybe you should keep your gym membership. lift some weights to bulk up.
@Buffguy: I'm actually thinking of hiring a trainer.
@justin -- there you go man. get jacked up man. although i hear those personal trainers can me expensive
backbreaking work = superior body
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