Remember when they told everyone to point your knees over your toes? Yeah, that messed me up for a long time. I was so narrow and forward. Had to spend months just drilling box squats with a wider base to fix it. Felt like learning to walk again. Solidarity on the grind to rebuild that motor pattern.

My whole job is gray concrete, so maybe I'm the problem?

How long until the inside joke loses its meaning? Feels like we're just chasing the same laugh over and over.