Hey bro, do you even lift?


Recently, there have been moments where I wonder what the hell I’m doing with myself. Today, after strapping on a 15 pound dip belt and knocking out 15 pull-ups in my door jamb, the burden of my existential woes began to weigh heavily upon my well defined lats. Believe it or not, before the sex, the withdrawal, the drugs, the dirt, the fallout, there was a time when I felt like I knew exactly what I was doing.