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“Hey can we talk more about umm, goals sometime?” I asked him after our hour was up. I couldn’t tell if he was starting to go easier on me or if I had gotten in better shape in the past few weeks. He didn’t even try to make me run anymore. All we seemed to do was the quarter mile walk on the treadmill, and a bunch of leg stretches. Not that I was complaining, nor was I interested in talking about goals, I was just desperate to see him outside the confines of the gym. 

-Dangerous Curves

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