I didn’t go to a gym for over a week.
This is some kind of record.
I’m a gym rat. I legit love to go. It’s my “me” time. For more than a week I’d either been traveling, skiing, or on crutches.
Not that skiing doesn’t count as exercising. I’m really talking about lifting. We came down from the mountain Wednesday and went right to the doctor for my PRP therapy. That left me like this for the weekend:
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