Don't worry about it. You look great man.
Haha well thank you. I wasn’t actually worried or I never would’ve done it :) I’ve been fortunate enough to never have too many body image issues, at least until I moved to West Hollywood, where a simple stroll down the street will bring encounters with exactly 33.45 shirtless men who are models in their “spare time” — but that’s a whole other issue. I mean, I can’t even go to yoga without being surround by a half-dozen half-naked men who look like they’ve stepped off the cover of a fitness magazine. The nice thing about yoga is, that generally it seems, the more ripped a guy is, the less likely he is to have the functional strength to get through said yoga class. And at that I smile.
But yoga — seriously. In that short I think I was running about 40 miles a week at the time. Now, I’m limited to mostly yoga and my body fat percentage is down to about 8 percent and I’ve added about 10 pounds of muscle. Yoga is a bitch. And one I love.
Did I answer that? Was that a question? We’ll just say yes on both fronts.