Me and exercise have only a passing acquaintance. The most fit I’ve
ever been was senior year of high school in my aerobics class. Being
skinny isn’t the same as being fit.
My new obsession with taking walks and being active has been
something of a surprise to me and all of my friends, and has had some
side effects. I noticed recently that there was something different
about my calves, and leaning to inspect them my first thought was, “Is
that a tumor?" I’m not joking. I’ve never had enough muscle to register
it flexing before, totally novel experience which makes me question my
life choices thus far.

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