I said I would probably never do another post about physical fitness or the gym. That one about the boot camp class that kicked my butt was a fluke… it isn’t what I do here. What I do here is humor… and art… and this is about the gym… sort of… but it is about those other two things also.
Last weekend there was a parade in Poway… a little town that is part of San Diego. And our gym… Anytime Fitness… which is new, got a bunch of the members to march in the parade. My wife and younger daughter did it. I used my big old Suburban to ferry people around. Hey, we want our new gym to prosper.
So remember I told you about Pierre… the guy who teaches the boot camp class… which is still kicking my butt… Well he marched in the parade too. In 95 degree weather… dressed like this…
How cool is that? Not at all… because he must have been roasting in that Captain Running Man suit… (that was a joke, by the way). But that guy is a good sport. And he is funny. I like him. Even though he hurts me every time I go to the gym.
The really funny thing is that his muscles are almost that big even without the fake rubber ones.
Pouring My Art Out 
Because he has muscles of his own under the suit – the suit just makes him look a little “fat” (ooh, no I said the bad word)
ouch
He’ll be a big boy when he grows up…
I’m sure that’s true.
That’s an awesome outfit. I am officially jealous.
It must have cost a lot. The muscles were like those squishy rubber shoe insoles.
He looks like he would shout at me for sitting on my arse..
In a cartooney voice…
Purple is always a good color choice for parades.(That dog looks totally confused in the bottom pix)
That is the gym mascot… Cassidy… which is weird because that is the name of the dog I had when I was young.