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It's back to Catz today and I have major anxiety. I mean, MAJOR. If you had seen what I've eaten for the last 3 weeks, you'd understand. It wasn't pretty.
It's amazing what three weeks away from Catz has done to my body. I feel like such a wimp! I had gotten to where I could do squats till the cows came home and last night, I finished 15 squats and collapsed in a heap on the couch. Inspiring, huh? Don't even get me started on my attempt at push ups.
I am dreading going tonight. Hence, I am blogging instead of looking for my sports bra. T-minus 30 minutes...
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