It's was 22h00 my time on a Tuesday night and instead of going out like normal twenty-something girls in New York City, I was thinking about the gym. I realized that I haven't trained in three days due to my social / work/ life calendar, so I put on a sports bra, pulled up some tights, zipped up a sweatshirt, tied my tennis shoes, velcroed my training gloves, grabbed my snapback and took the elevator up to the 8th floor and day-dreamed about my soon-to-be body...
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