today i tell a sad tell of gannicus:
her calves hurt dearly so she knew she shouldn't run. she wanted to go aqua jogging, it seemed it could be fun. she called her local gym, they said there would be room to swim. she got up early to get a lane, but the drive over was extremely insane. her car spun out with a 180, luckily the cars she evaded. finally she arrived but all was not right, there was not a parking space in sight. she tried here and over there, but there was too much snow for her tiny car to bear. with a spot of luck, she found a space, then went inside to find there was a swimming race. somehow prepared she had workout attire, however she didn't want to bike, she was tired (of it). reluctantly she got on with her inadequate shoes, the first 10 min she didn't want to move. however the time seemed to pass fast, it was finally 60 min at last. she was good girl and did her abs, then drove home although she wished she had a cab. from this story we learn that running is life, it literally causes so much less strife.
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