Riding my bike the 3.5 miles back home usually takes a healthy 10+ minutes. Today it took 20 at least. I want to rip off my legs and set them in ice so I can just wheel around on my rolling chair. Just so long as I don't have to do any more parallel frog lunges, jumping squats or trench jumps. The uptake from today, other than the physical foundation for a new set of 6 pack abs, is the insane mumbling that escapes Tony Horton's mouth.
This guy is crazy. No, I don't think you understand, this guy is insane. Clinically. He says the most random, almost nonsensical gibberish that always turns into a weird sort of cult catchphrase.
My favorite Tony Horton moments so far:
- "Are you ready?....'cause its comin'!"
- "That's why they call her 'Blam'."
- "She makes Gumby look like the Tin-Man...vruuuup."
- "Did you get your tickets?. To where? To the gun show"
- "Ab Ripper X. I hate it, BUT I LOVE IT"
BTW that's my coach, Dave Noble, in the middle and Ivan on the right. Three strapping young men.
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