So… I’ve been hitting the gym several times a week. Twice a week I work-out with a trainer. Why am I doing this? It started back in April. I was 147 pounds and super skinny. I’m talking holocaust skinny. Emo boy skinny. It wasn’t working for me. It’s now been five months and I’ve put on 17 pounds of lean muscle. This has been a good thing with very few exceptions: I was at the movies recently and ordered the giant big-ass diet Coke with no ice. When they handed me the cup I thought for sure it was empty. Upon closer examination, however, I realized it was completely full. I just couldn’t feel the weight of something that light anymore. I’ve been handling 60 pound weights in each hand recently and realized that my dog *also* weighs 60 pounds. So, technically I should be able to hold him up in the air with one hand. He’s not willing to let me try that, though. Too much squirming and attempting to escape my grip.