Last week I was braiding my hair in front of J's mirror. As I stretched to grab an errant lock, I was suddenly struck by the vision of this huge bicep...attached to me! Holy moly! I guess the daily exercises are actually making a difference. I'm almost reluctant to wear tank tops now...I mean, it's at the point where I wouldn't want to meet me in a dark alley. Of course, if I met myself in a dark alley I guess I would have other issues to worry about. Yeah.
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