I had the following thought as I was self-flagellating working out this afternoon:
I have a big head, dinky hands and feet, and I flare outward from the chest and knees into hips and ass of doom. CLEARLY I AM BUILT LIKE A TYRANNOSAURUS REX. All I need is the tail to angrily swipe things out of my way as I stomp through the countryside looking for tender, meaty and screaming vittles to crush between my teeth.
Considering T-Rexes kick ass and pears are disgusting, I think I know how I'll be describing my body shape from now on.
In other news, I think I overdid it on the elliptical and free weights. I'm having flashbacks of being hit by a car. That + cramps + not being able to take ibuprofen == PAINFUL FAIL. Here's hoping that will translate into muscle-y win later, but right now ow ow ow fml.
I have a big head, dinky hands and feet, and I flare outward from the chest and knees into hips and ass of doom. CLEARLY I AM BUILT LIKE A TYRANNOSAURUS REX. All I need is the tail to angrily swipe things out of my way as I stomp through the countryside looking for tender, meaty and screaming vittles to crush between my teeth.
Considering T-Rexes kick ass and pears are disgusting, I think I know how I'll be describing my body shape from now on.
In other news, I think I overdid it on the elliptical and free weights. I'm having flashbacks of being hit by a car. That + cramps + not being able to take ibuprofen == PAINFUL FAIL. Here's hoping that will translate into muscle-y win later, but right now ow ow ow fml.