Have you ever looked in your closet full of clothes and thought, “I have nothing to wear.” I have, and its not because of some kind of vain inability to make a decision. Its because recently, while I look at a closet full of shirts, I realize that the vast majority of them will be too small on me. Every day, I find a shirt I like, put it on, and then feel like Chris Farley. And don’t even get me started on the joy of trying to put on pants that reach around my waist.
The other day, I decided to clean out my closet. I filled up four garbage bags of clothes. About two of them were full of strangle-collar shirts. If you need some size 17 1/2, 34-35 shirts, you should go to Goodwill in Bloomington, because they’re going to have a lot of them on their racks pretty soon.
It provided good motivation for my workout today:
Weigh-in: 312
Treadmill: 1 mile (.5 walking, .5 jogging)
Bench: 135 10×3, plus a max of 225
Incline situps: 50 (1 set of 30, 1 set of 20)
Other: curls, triceps, back
The Fat Pastor 