That was then...
This is now...
Does it ever stop?
No it does not.
Keep moving forward, please!
Got weighed today at Cross Fit
Packed on a couple of pounds of muscle this month...
All time high - 5 pounds total - in a year.
AND some flab - 7 pounds total - in a year.
IT WON'T DO!
No, no, no, you were doing fine. You had been courteous and receptive to courtesy. You had established trust with the embarrassing truth about Piggs, and now this ham-handed segue into your questionnaire. It won't do.
Oh Agent Startling, do you think you can dissect me with this blunt little tool?
You're so ambitious, aren't you? You know what you look like to me with your gym bag and your running shoes? You look like a rube. A well-scrubbed hustling rube with a little taste. Good nutrition's given you some length of bone, but you're not more than one generation from poor white trash, are you Agent Startling? You know how quickly the calories found you. All those tedious, sugar-sticky fumbling binges in the back seats of cars, while you could only dream of getting out. Getting anywhere, getting all the way to the B.M.I…