Under Armour

Aunt Kelly gave my boy some of those "Under Armour" shirts.  Apparently, they're all the rage these days.  I had no idea. 

 

Upon trying one on today, he was immediately laying on the kitchen floor, flexing his abs to determine if his 6-pack was visible through the material.  It was.

 

He was suddenly inspired to work-out.  Sit ups, push ups, planks... that's when I suggested we ride our bikes to the high school track.  He chose to run the whole way there instead.  He felt pretty awesome.

 

 

 

 

 

 

It was a hot afternoon at the track today.  Thank goodness for the moisture-wicking properties of that Under Armour Shirt.  As soon as we returned home, he asked me to wash it for him.  He wants it clean by tomorrow morning...