As predicted, after gym session 3, I have collapsed on the floor like a big lump of jelly. My limbs are about to fall off, and I can barely walk up the stairs.
Not that I'm moaning or anything.
Oh no.
I would never do that...
Experienced sweat coming off every part of my body today. Gross.
But on the plus side I got to lie on one of those big bouncy balls that look like a space hopper.
Apparently all this exercise is supposed to make me feel good. If the new definition of good is being in extreme pain and ridiculously tired, then top banana, its working.
And how did I celebrate after all my hard work? With a cigarette and a wagon wheel of course...
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