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Walking into the gym feels like entering a foreign country where the locals all speak a language of sweat and protein shakes I can’t quite grasp. I’ve come to the conclusion that the only thing getting toned in my life is my ability to find excuses not to work out. If I had a dollar for every time I promised myself I’d get fit, I could probably afford a personal trainer—or at least a really nice doughnut.
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