Ah, blessed stretch pants mixed with the sweaty determination of my belusted Reese Witherspoon, back to her daily jogging routine in Brentwood. You could easily lose Reese in the crowd of joggers who traffic those streets and pathways in the morning, that is unless you had a monster crush on Reese and your johnson served as a GSP toward her visual treats.
Reese working out hard in form fitting clothes has come to be one of my morning workout routine fixtures. I've worked up some pretty decent pythons tilting those mini-binoculars and camera phone. It's not the weight, it's the reps. Reese, might I recommend you quit that routine of the giant circle and instead shift gears in a beeline to my heart. It's just a suggestion. Enjoy.