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On my third day in a gym in my life, I voluntarily sign up for something called “bootcamp”. Everyone with their chiselled abs and toned glutes was bootcamping without breaking a sweat. Me on the other hand, I could barely breathe. I’m in ridiculous amounts of pain, panting like I’m having seizures, until I [...] Here’s why: 2.75 hours ago: 9.15 am this morning I’m running to the Path station. All groggy and wishing and hoping that I make my 10 o’clock meeting. I’m listening to Steven Tyler singing about some chick called Janie who has a gun and wants to shoot someone and I’m this close to embarking [...] |
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