I recently confessed my admission of my lackluster physical condition. (And yes, I am still seeking my lost lung.) So I have taken an interest in the training of my Blazer mates.
You can see that Brandon Roy endorses the use of a product known as Muscle Milk. I have obtained a bottle of this substance, and I am somewhat perplexed by it.
At first I thought it might be composed of an enzyme harvested from actual muscles. Yet as biceps come mercifully unequipped with nipples, this makes no sense. But as Muscle Milk contains no milk of ANY kind, perhaps anything is possible with this non-dairy dairy product!
As for LaMarcus Aldridge, he has warmed the cockles of my heart with his off-seasoning embrace of the world’s greatest sport: fútbol! Surely he will report to our campings with a renewed cardiovascular structure. (But I will have to speak to him about that Chelsea jersey...)
Adición: El Chacho recently sent me this book, Getting It Through My Thick Skull: Why I Stayed, What I Learned, and What Millions of People Involved with Sociopaths Need to Know.
It looks like a most impressive treatise; surely this Mary Jo Buttafuoco is justly renowned to my American readers?