Fatty Friday. Did a dumb thing with a razor and going to own it with some humor. For those who like their men on the fluffy side, I call this, “Whoops!” 😅
Runnomo
@runnomo.bsky.social
Just a big 🌈🐻 who likes to lift heavy, eat big, and might show off from time to time.
I know I’m getting old when a gym buddy says, “this one time, at band camp…”, and he then says he doesn’t know where that reference came from.
When your underwear looks like it’s about to explode like a sweaty can of Grands biscuits.
Back and butt day felt a bit more successful than usual today (ffs, I’m sore 😅).
Long multi-post: I’m bothered, and I don’t know if I should be. A private account asked to follow my IG account, and it turned out to be a well-known straight powerlifter who is creating gym and strength training content in an LGBTQ-welcoming environment. His profile includes an OF link…
Little fit check before heading to Overhang tomorrow in DC. I love how big my ass looks in the white shorts, but the black ones have pockets, so I think they win.
Some late feeling-wide-Wednesday pics just because. My lats are killing me.
My hip flexors hate me, but I love any excuse to play with my massage gun.
Things that probably amuse only me: I’ve been getting a lot of clips of the Mary Tyler Moore show recently on Facebook (yes, I’m ancient and still use Facebook). I find myself all attracted to both Mary and her boss Lou, and I laugh at the weird polarization of my bisexuality or whatever it is. 🤪
I live a mile from my gym and walk. There’s a group of guys always at the bus stop that like to tell me I’m big and ask how much i lift. Today’s comment was, “You’ve gotta be in the Hawaiian shirt club!” I laughed. Different kind of big, but he wasn’t wrong. 😂
Ran across a pic from 2014 - an extremely rare nude from my “straight” days. I love my big body today, but seeing the comparison is pretty ridiculous, and I can’t help the little voice saying “WTF did you do?”. Damn, I was pretty for a brief moment there, but no regrets. Living my best Shrek life.😂
I may be a middle-aged grump, but I won’t let that stop me from watching Despicable Me 4 while eating my weight in tortellini. Adulting at its finest.
Just a bit of benchpress and belly. 340lbs x 5. Slowly getting my strength back.
Tonight’s bar theme was “boots and boxers.” Took some cheesy shots beforehand. I may have taken the theme too literally. First time I’ve been to a gay bar and felt underdressed. 😂
From last week’s gear night. Question: these shorts are faux leather with a fabric liner. The instructions say to spot clean with a damp rag. Anyone know how to do a more thorough job - at least on the interior? Musk has its time and place, but I’d rather not end up with a rash.
Just practicing, coach. I wanna make sure I’m good and ready for the big game.
Irrational gym rant: I’m not above wearing just socks to squat or deadlift. My gym has some guys who do their entire workout barefoot - no socks - getting their clearly very dirty feet on nearly every surface and the TRX handles. Annoys TF out of me. I know it’s hypocritical, but “Ugh!”
A high school girlfriend once sent me a tape cassette with Carly Simon’s “You’re So Vain” with no context. Almost 30 years later I’m posting shit like this. I guess in some ways, I really haven’t grown. 😬😅 Anyway, I felt pretty, in a middle-aged overfed housecat sort of way.
Big guy pull-ups. Yeah, I kip, and my range of motion still sucks, but I’m 340 lbs and do 4 sets of 12 at the end of my workouts. My overly humble gymbro cheering me on in the background.
When you’ve done a full day of yardwork in the hot sun, so you stuff yourself silly and collapse your sore body into bed.
Next Halloween I really hope to see a couple’s costume of the Resident Evil chef and the fat patient.