For the whole story (complete with pictures!) read this. Short version: a couple months ago I noticed just how different my biceps looked. Despite doing the same exercises with equal weights, one of my arms (Lennie) was significantly more defined than the other (George).
As usual, I fixated on that and didn’t get the whole story. Yesterday I noticed something different about Lennie and George. Their backsides (commonly known as triceps). George has one. Lennie does not.
Story of my life.
Because ‘life’ is a 5 syllable word, minimum. Also, the only man who can wear eyeliner and still be attractive.