The athlete sat in the waiting area at Gate 23 in London Heathrow’s Terminal Three.
His athletic prowess was obvious to all around him. His shirt told us that he was superior to the rest of the mere mortals who were waiting to board the flight. He proudly sported his golden Under Armour t-shirt.
When he rose to head for the plane in response to the call for the first ten rows, I was mightily relieved. He would not be sitting next to me.
The man in the sporty t-shirt weighed about twenty stone. The size label read XXXXXXL!
Rock, flab and roll.
It makes you wonder.