 I'm not kidding when I say this. Another dude working out this week in dress socks. One sock was polka dot and the other argyle. They weren't even matching socks. Listen, that guy just packed his bag with his eyes closed and I'm here for it. Here's the kicker. He wasn't going to let his socks get in the way of his workout. That's dedication. Here's the kicker. He smelled like your grandmother's closet. He stunk.