I worked out today and I was feeling pretty good about myself. That all ended when I saw HIM.
He was running without a shirt on and he had a six-pack down to his ankles.
“WTF is his problem?” I asked myself.
Then he ran past me and I saw that he had a six-pack on his back.
And any anger or jealously I might have had melted away in awe.
If you’ve achieved six-pack back status, go on and get your shirtless run on.