Wine + Crunches = Ow!
Wine is my kryptonite and much like with Superman, everyone seems to know and I often am exposed to it. I love it but it doesn’t love me back. It gets me drunk very quickly and very badly and often attacks my face skin with the redness.
It must be the Asian genes.
Anyhoodle™, after imbibing I woke up for my normal routine of calisthenics and fake yoga only to find the most crushing pain ever in my ole abdomen. Seriously, the entire set of crunches was a bitch to get through and I’ve done them before post-booze.
Wine and I may have to have a moderate relationship.
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