.Day 17 – Travel Day
I am certain that sitting all day makes me sorer than a Ragnarok exposure. Hmmm… not sore. Achy. That’s worse.
My focus since Christmas has been body recomposition. I have discovered the ultimate meathead measurement apparatus – a seat on an airplane.
When I visited my family over Christmas, I didn’t fit in the airplane seat. My legs were so wide that the arm rests couldn’t go down. My glutes and quads combined in a manner that did not allow the belt to make it over my legs. I had to sit on the edge of the chair so the belt could only go over my waist. Yes, my waist circumference was that much smaller than the circumference of my glutes. This was a giant problem and the most uncomfortable way to sit in the history of ever. That seatbelt light couldn’t go off fast enough.
This trip was much different. I would have finally beaten Gabriel Iglesias in clicks.
I fit in-between the arms of the chair AND the belt had slack! I have decided that this, even above a scale, should be the gold standard of body composition changes. LOL. Only kidding.
There is one question I still need answered. What do strongmen do?
Thought of the Day:
Sleeping in is considered lazy, but going to bed early is not.