I'm between jobs at the moment and it's groundhog day in a goodway. I wake up and just about the only thing on the agenda is writing and the gym. I'm headed to Aussie in a week just in time for the middle of summer. Can you say beach fit? That's what I plan to be, hence I've hit the gym just about everyday this week. I'm rocking a six-pack, unlicenced guns and an ego that's about three times the size of planet earth, somebody stop me please.
whole bunch of bicep stuff
whole bunch of tricep stuff