God DAMN it. Now you've got me thinking about it. It's not something that's a remote reality this year or next, but after that? I am 50 next year, so it would have to be 51 or 52.
Man, it would give me something to train for. My friends would absolutely love it. My wife would hate it, but she would pretend like she's OK.
Must think on this.
I would be the laughingstock of getbig, but the Masters Tall Physique could be a thing...I could be in the 51-60 class, so i'd be going against a bunch of old fucks. I am tall, so they'd all be skinny like me and the board shorts would cleverly hide my shit legs.
The hope of a plastic trophy would be completely overshadowed by the allure of blue stars...
This is what you would look like once you diet down.