So,
on an idle, sleepy evening, my dear sister had the great idea to go for a jog (not quite an idea for her but a habit)... And i am, frankly, in a rather bad (read: fat) shape, so I decided on stairs training instead.
Being my Sister, she had to ask if my fat butt was the reason for my sudden motivation to exercise... And then taunt me with the
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