I’ve spent all Memorial Day Weekend stuffing myself with food. Pizza, chips and salsa, margarita’s. Big fun, of course, but now that I’ve gained 80 pounds in two days, well, not so fun.
Enter this woman. Ernestine Shepherd. She eats raw eggs or some such silliness, works out for hours (days even) at the gym and is 74 years old.
It’s fantastic, utterly and completely. It (almost) makes me want to run to the gym, especially when you learn that she didn’t work out until she was in her 50’s.
I’m both inspired and annoyed by her.
2 thoughts on “74 is the new beefcake”
Exactly and precisely my reaction!