Motivation #2: Six Years of Farmer’s Tan
If I took my shirt off, you’d take a look at my farmer’s tan and say “Man, you look like you haven’t taken your shirt off in five years!” And then I would respond by hanging my head and sobbing quietly to myself about how it’s actually been six years.
Not that I have a burning desire to strip naked (while sober), but I do actively avoid situations where I have to be shirtless. I avoid the beach, the pool, shirts vs. skins basketball, shirts vs. skins Connect Four. Even if I were to need open heart surgery at this point, I would probably be like “Hey, Doc, mind if I keep my hoodie on for this?”
I want to get back to the point where I look presentable without a shirt on. I live in sunny Los Angeles, and my delicate northern skin needs to get used to the UV rays sooner or later. I’d prefer sooner.
PS: I’m all modest right now, but if I get as ripped as Ryan Reynolds I’m never wearing a shirt again. Not even to church.