"You think you can eat like that and be an athlete?" yelled Brad. "You are too lazy to be worth anything to our team!..."
Kyle looked down and noticed that his belly was really hanging out, a good 4" over his belt from the 12 pound gain, not to mention the pizza feast he had devoured the night before.
"Well," said Kyle, once Brad had slowed down, "Maybe we should go exercise right away."
"Uh, sure," Brad replies, shocked. Kyle never suggested doing anything first thing in the morning...what was going on? "I'll grab my gym bag."
The two football (soccer) stars headed down the stairs and across campus to the gym. On the way they saw only a few other people, mostly headed to the gym or the cafeteria. Inside the locker room the two changed quickly, and Brad noticed that although Kyle's jeans had been tight under his new gut, his gym shorts were not - they were large and generous, fitting easily across Kyle's enlarged mid-riff. "Uh, Kyle," started Brad, as the two headed out the door, "new shorts?"
"Yup!" replied Kyle, "the old ones were wearing out." Kyle headed left towards the weight room, while Brad turned right towards the cardio section.
"Aren't you hitting the tread mill?" asked Brad, surprised. Kyle paused and said, ...
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