No, seriously. Phil Pfister, the 2006 World’s Strongest Man, is my BFF.
Which explains why when I attended a pinning ceremony for nursing graduates in the big city this weekend and came across the Strongman at the event, first I grabbed a pic of his butt. Then I got the back of his head. Then his butt again.
Finally all the stalking paid off! Doughnut in hand, despite his busy schedule of running with telephone poles and turning over cars, he stopped mid-munch to have his picture taken with me! Yes, really, he turns over cars.
If he hadn’t had to finish that doughnut, I’m sure he would have carried me around on his shoulders for a minute. Or picked me up with his pinky. Cuz we are tight, I’m telling you, tight.