Floppy bellies in crime.

A new week and a new chance to get on the wagon.

Project Steemfat 3 is suffering but alive!

Sort of like the crypto markets...

It's not easy and I have trouble finding my groove.

That's been blatantly obvious and I don't hide it.

But today I found myself in the gym again.

Bianca and I went together.

I noticed something strange today when I put an older workout shirt.

It felt slightly tighter than usual.

That's probably because it's been in the dryer.

I just can't think of any other reason...

I wore it anyway and to gym we went.

I started on the bike to warm up and then went to the benchpress.

I did my 4 sets and everything was going fine.

I did another chest exercise and then moved on to a shoulder apparatus.

The machine was place opposite of the crunch (belly) machines.

An old lady (probably on Steemfat 72) had placed herself on one of them and she was doing her routine.

There is only one shoulder machine and it was placed in front of hers.

I sat down, chose my weight and grabbed the handles.

I pushed up!

Then down!

Then up!

The lady started to look at me.

I thought it strange.

She kept staring but not at me but lower.

I quickly feared on equipment out of pants slippage.

I looked down but that wasn't it.

It was less worse.

My shirt had crawled up without me noticing and with every moment it went from multi layered cake to semi flat.

Sort of waving at her with every movement..

I looked at the old woman.

The old woman laughed and gave me an understandable not.

We had a moment.

Floppy bellies in crime.

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