Most men are either fit or unfit, but I am both; historically unfit with poor eating practices, but compulsively a runner. After this latest typically fattening, obesening American holiday, went for a jog in the cold yesterday, carbo loaded, at first plodding, but with musical help better, breathing fully, varying pace, never stopping, finished covered with sweat.
Beforehand, I drove slow and careful, but afterwards I was racing, winning, I swaggered through Trader Joe's, insouciant, insolent! A different man!
I see why men take pills to restore their testosterone, but you don't need a pill.
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