Sinking--no, melting--into the big, cushy couch, I peer through blurring vision at the ceiling and listen to the screams of every major muscle group. Making it up here from the basement was a triumph; now it's all I can do to breathe on my own. I hear the thud-thud-thud of footsteps coming up after me; it's almost in time with my shuddering, angry heart.
"So, how're you doing?" Asks the trainer.
"Half-dead," I somehow reply.
"Same time next week?"
My body screams NO!
My pride screams yes.
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Make sure to get some protein very soon after.
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