In the aerobics room at my local gym, I practice side hurdlers and toe touches in front of the mirrored walls. My feet push off the ground and I swing my arms around, pull with my abs and whip my legs up and out. I rise only a pathetic inch or two off the floor before crashing down, landing with my sneakers sloppily separated. People from outside peek in periodically to see what all the thudding and groaning is about.... Read more
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