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Dear God help me, I think I'm starting to enjoy working out. Teenage me would hate adult me for saying that.
...but teenage me was an angsty goth bastard who needed to get laid and stop spending all his time thinking about how everyone else was an idiot, so the feeling would be mutual.
Stupid bastard. All that black in Florida summer was hot...
I'm slowly getting into shape. I have been out of shape since martial arts died, cycling helped only so much. I have decided to step things up this last week by doing martial arts exercises and Tai Chi every day starting tomorrow. It'll help add some needed definition and even stamina before the soiree.
My body has always been strange. Muscular definition has either been incredibly difficult or easy with no rhyme or reason between, although building muscle itself has never been difficult. I am confident that if I update my routine I'll be beach ready in about a month.
Still goth always goth I'll go fishing dressed as such unless I know I'm going chest deep in water to reach the fish. To hell with worrying about the heat with black that just makes it more fun \m/ >_< \m/ I need to start working out again :/