It didn't sink in until the events over this past weekend, which I'll explain shortly.
Last summer, one of my friends, Dave, got married. I use 'friend' loosely because we never really associated with each other, other than the random video gaming sessions and him contacting me to brag about something or some girl that he is working. We met as co-workers but have since moved on to different jobs. Anyways, Dave is quite overweight, lives the typical IT job during the day and basement dweller during the night, and ended up finding this cute girl Bree that he put a ring on. This girl was 22, has blonde hair, blue eyes, is a petite 5ft2, and has a striking curvy figure over a petite frame, and the center person in these series of events.
The overweight problem was something they addressed and Dave made a wedding promise to Bree about losing weight. We would end up going to the gym and go swimming and all that in order to get healthier, even though Bree and I really didn't need to lose weight so much as get more toned. They asked me to help them with their regiment as I have some expertise. What ended up happening is Dave would come up with excuses to avoid the work, leaving me and Bree to our own devices.