Wednesday, March 05, 2008
Grimace
The barbells felt heavier today. I grabbed it just as firmly with both my hands. Against the gloves my palms savoured the roughness of the handle just the same and I thought I felt a tinge of sadistic satisfaction rising to my head. Looked myself straight on in the mirror, and as I grimaced to complete just one more set, I asked what sense were all these making.
And then I moved on to work on my abs.
And then I moved on to work on my abs.
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Sometimes it's all about the abs. :)
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