Post Christmas, and I'm in April (...)
It sucks to have to deal with punishment workouts when I haven't done anything to deserve such things.
I'm not a punk on my best days but everyday doesn't go as such. Today, I did these two workouts and wasn't really prepared to have me butt whooped like that.
days o' work get dull and days of pain drag on
the days will always be another unless you let 'em fade.
I have hard days sometimes and working out becomes just that, but the thing today was beast-mode regardless of how I've ever felt. I thank Zuzana for being such a 'g' and letting me watch her - all sweaty and fine and what not.
Love is what I have for (you).
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