It’s vacation season. Is your summer body ready and in full effect? Well, mine isn’t, and guess what — I still had a fantastic time. So I invite you to take a stand with me, put the dumbbell down, and pick the drumstick up.
As a pawn of capitalism, I work like labor laws don’t exist: late nights, early mornings and Sundays are as normal to me as $0 income tax bills are to billionaires. I don’t fuss, I don’t complain, I just pull up. This mentality means I don’t always have time to spend 86 hours in the gym like the people on Instagram. But in all seriousness, like many Americans, I get stressed a month or so before vacation time.
Why?
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Because I know that I will be going to a beach or a pool where I’m going to be the tubby writer wondering why full-body transformations never take place during that week of excessive exercise I attempted before I left. This has happened for the past few years, and this year’s 2023 vacation was precisely the same — until it wasn’t.