The bag is my girlfriend's, I swear. And those legs belong to my dad.
There she is. The two of us live in San Francisco, my family still lives down in Southern California. Pictures are on Pier 39, and at Muir Woods, respectively.
Nice shots, how I miss the bay area, I use to live on Grant and and Greenwich 2 blocks from Quoit Tower.
So, 2 and a half months in, this is the result. I should point out that I'm not taking any supplements (not even protein shakes) nor am I on steroids or any of that crap. I should also point out that my stomach is more ripped than that, but my shitty 2 megapixel phone camera doesn't do it justice, so there's that.