Okay, now that I"ve attacked a couple chicken breasts and had a smoke...
She"s a sweetheart whose beliefs and values match mine. Yeah, it would be cool if the supermodel-hawt women were also the ones I could stand being around every day without wanting to hang myself with my own tongue, but they"re usually not -- and when they are, they"re taken. She"s perfect for me.
I"ll be tutoring her through her physics degree as she makes her way to mechanical engineering, but she wants me to help her get in shape too. It"ll be fun, so why not? I"ll be getting a weight bench for myself to continue last year"s work of bulking up some, and I know that losing weight is infinitely easier than building muscle. Her workout will be a subset of mine. So, taking wagers. One year. By that point, her body will make all but the most picky dudes drool.
It doesn"t hurt to have the extra motivation, and her only reply to this thread was, "That just drives me more to get in shape," and then she laughed at some of your jokes about her. And that"s why I"m marrying her. She"s fuckin" awesome
One year is goin" in my calendar. Now, I gotta go get some shit done. Now, speaking of all this, how come there isn"t a fitness forum yet? Keep the jokes comin" though. We"ve been laughin" since I got up.