I work out at home. Same black sweatpants that I lounge around the house in. That's all, no shirt or shoes (or socks -- sorry Rich!).
I work out at home, so:
Black sports bra and blue yoga capris in summer and T-shirt (whichever one I grab) and yoga pants in the winter. Tank top in the summer if I hafta go outside.
Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, steak in one hand, chocolate in the other, yelling "Holy F***, What a Ride!"
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