so i was at the gym the other day and my trainer decides he's going to throw a medicine ball at me.
maybe its just me but somehow 12 pounds coming at my head just doesnt seem logical. i told him i was going to lift weights instead and he said, naw man its good for the core.
next thing i know i wake up and the doctor says, "yea i think he's dead" i wake up and assure him im still alive. at least my core is strong and i get to take loopy codine medicine.
maybe its just me but somehow 12 pounds coming at my head just doesnt seem logical. i told him i was going to lift weights instead and he said, naw man its good for the core.
next thing i know i wake up and the doctor says, "yea i think he's dead"
i wake up and assure him im still alive. at least my core is strong and i get to take loopy codine medicine.