On The Third Day of Whitsmas… I Gave Up.
I’m twenty-three years old. The first time I threw my back out, I was fourteen. I was never the athletic specimen in high school that I am now. Then I was a bit heavier and a lot more whiny. I didn’t like exercising because it was hard. But my alma mater requires two trimesters of […]
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