I see you are a bad-ass...I too, am a bad-ass.
What a great week off I've had.
What you tards call the pre-season I call getting the beach-body into oiled and chiseled perfection. I don't do the latent homo crap like throwing a medicine ball at another guy in a near-trib position while doing opposing situps... but instead honing the tan and shaving off the 5 pounds of winter excess from periodization.
It's tough to know when you've hit the perfect body, but it's somewhere between being a vein popping freak and being a mere mortal. The veins start to get freaky when they show up on top of the cum gutters. A good place to keep your bodyfat percentage is the zone between having those veins visible at all times and visible only after physical exertion. In other words, no weird veins before sex, but looking like a juiced up freak after sex.
Women will tell you it's gross, but after sex, they just can't keep their fingers off those veins or out of the grooves.
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