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I went to this class yesterday. A type of cardio boxing class. It was only an hour long. The hardest hour of my life. Now this morning, all of a sudden I wake out of a very awesome sleep. Why? Because my back hurts so badly that I can hardly move. It feels like every muscle in my back is broken. It was probably the best work out of my life, and I enjoyed it, even when I was dying, I enjoyed it. But this whole being incredibly sore thing is a little terrible. But, it just makes me imagine how sexy my back would look if I kept going, because all these broken muscles would be strengthened and beautiful.
Anyway I need to go to class, class, work.
Anyway I need to go to class, class, work.