An email I received from the gym this morning, after a one two three week little break:
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Seriously?! I want to email back that I broke my leg or something. You know, to make them feel bad for making me feel bad.
But really, I'm just mad because they're right. Shoot.
I guess I know where I'll be at 7:30am tomorrow...
But really, I'm just mad because they're right. Shoot.
I guess I know where I'll be at 7:30am tomorrow...
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