Dude is Colombian golfer Camilo Villegas. OK, yeah, I'm fond of his flexibility, but I'm not completely shallow. I like him for other reasons, too. He's ripped.His eyebrows are spectacular.And whether you like his style or not, he brings a much needed dose of fashion to golf.
ADDED: On a more personal note, as of today, my fat pants are loose, y'all. Also, my back is still sore from catching that geriatric in Panera. I'm supposed to run five miles at lunch with 5x2 minute pickups. Hmmmm. Only one more week until the half-marathon. I wonder if I should hold off?
UPDATE: The run went OK. At least my legs and back were good. Here's a tip for any runners out there (or anyone with some tight legs, I guess): get a foam roll and make it your best friend. I can't tell you how much it's helped my calves and hammies.
ADDED: I'm burying this nugget at the end of a post, so maybe not as many people will think less of me. Yeah, I know, I could just NOT say it at all. So, I've never told anyone this, but last year, my best childhood friend lost his mother (as in, she died, she wasn't misplaced). I hadn't seen or spoken with him in years, but after the viewing, we had some sexy time. No! Not right AT the funeral home, although there is another story. Remind me to tell you that one. Where was I? Oh, yeah, me and the bereaved had some dealings. Thing is, I'm not sure if I was providing solace (a pacifier, if you will), or taking advantage. Both? Here's where it gets worse. On Wednesday his dad died, and I gotta say I'm a little excited. See what I mean?