Armwrestling fatties update! I previously stated my goal to seek out planets for armwrestling contests and prove that my fitness training and healthy eating is paying off.  I set a goal to do this several weeks ago but unfortunately, as you might imagine, opportunity does not present itself too often!!! Not the week before last or last week but finally last night!  So it is beautiful warm weather last night in DC and I am out with colleagues watching election returns and enjoying adult beverages when arm wrestling breaks out two tables over.  No effin' way, right!  I shit you not.  I was in heaven. Occupant 1 is regular size lumbersexual.  Occupant 2 is small fat bald guy.  Occupant 3 is large woman with clearly extra lbs but also just a big person.  Occupants 4 and 5 are both small fat females.  The men started arm wrestling and I watched the small fat guy beat the neckbeard.  Then the small fat women start and the bigger one wins in like  20 seconds with really terrible form.   So I make my appearance.  "Hey there!  I love arm wrestling!  Please please please arm wrestle me!"  Since its a bar I'm acting a little tipsy and having fun and smiling so there is ZERO reason to suspect I have ulterior motive, namely to assert my strength and dominance over planets and retell the story to shitlords for their enjoyment. It had been a warm afternoon day and small fat #1 had committed  cardinal sin of wearing short sleeve.  (Unfortunately your's truly is still in long sleeve from work or else I would have really enjoyed seeing her squirm!  (:  Her arm was totally shapeless, no tone, white creamy soft flesh.  Not anywhere near spare tire just rather tubular fat.  I could not tell how tall she is but maybe my heigh or shorter.  Perfect. Her hand was soft and I squeezed it hard and her arm had no resistance.  It was so easy.  Like not even three seconds.  The table was laughing and so was I and playing along and being silly.  "Oh I'm so strong!  I love arm wrestling!"  Secretly friends I was so proud.  This small fat was still prob. 200 lbs or so compared to my 121 and I just crushed her in a strength contest.  And I don't even lift that heavy of weights.   I had to hold in my excitement though I wanted to laugh at this fat girl to her face and make some comment about her that was sarcastic but I had to play along more.  Small fat #2 wanted the challenge and it was the same story.  So weak.  So easy for me.  I laughed and so did they and they were friendly about it.  The lumber-sexual was impressed and laughing.    His fat bald friend was a nerd and a creeper asking to see my arm.  "No, I'm wearing sleeves!"  Plus I don't indulge fat members of the opposite sex. The big girl beat me.  It took a while longer and I did struggle but her arms were longer and she was strong.  I'd have to graduate to heavier weight training to compete.   This was so much fun and it was so easy.  Mission accomplished.  Message to fat cow lurkers:  Not only do I look good in Freddy's, but I'm also stronger than you.