The workout clothes at my gym range from worrisome to cringe-worthy. Dig:
You’d better lift to help defend yourself, nerd.
I would never mock the dude who wears this to his face – he’s a gigantically-ripped principal of a junior high. It’s the worst of both worlds.
Proud of his eating disorder.
Worn by a woman. I can actually semi-tolerate this one.
A lot of Bible-thumping going on at my gym. Even though Jesus did not have a spotter’s physique.