I was trying to tell a story to my new friend while we walked around the track yesterday, and I could hardly get the words out because of our quick pace.
Now, I’m no stranger to exercise. I love it actually.
The treadmill and my stationary bike are two of my most prized possessions, and they get plenty of action in my house. But, this new friend was a bit more fit than I, and her pace was a challenge to match.
Huffing and puffing, I went on with my story. I was actually glad for the fast pace, and I told my friend so. I knew it would make me stronger.
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