74 days
Scan my card. Talk to the front desk. Hit the treadmill.My legs cramp. Quickly a sideache develops. My lungs tighten.
WHAT? I thought I was in shape. Well according to Gold's Gym I am not.
Lets go back a few stepts. I walk in. The front desk boy named Adam scans my card and says... WHOA 74 days.
YUP
Back to reality. Back to the gym. Hopefully my bod will remember how much it loves running by next week. I have a bridesmaids dress to look fabulous in here in 2 months. 
Homey. This is how I felt. 74 days
Homey. This is how I felt. 74 days
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