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VICTORY!!!!

Sweet, sweet victory!!


"Can you feel that? Huh huh?!"
I went to the gym today!! Wooooo!!!! 

I haven't gone in a week and a half due to my bronchitis, and today I said "NOT AGAIN, COUGH!". Really that's the only thing bugging me now is a constant cough. Thankfully it's calming down day by day, and I decided this was the day I'd try it again. I didn't cough a ton, so that was nice (probably for all my fellow gym goers as well!). I did have to lower weights on a few though which was a bummer, but something's better than nothing, right?

AND I only ate ½ my [large] wrap + a crap ton of watermelon at lunch.

I'm feeling pretty good. =)

Thanks Jim, you've always been there buddy.

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  1. 1. I loved Brad Pitt in Burn After Reading. Hilarious.
    2. Yaaaay for going back to the gym!! Good job!!

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  2. Woohoo! Good Job Ashley! You will see results so soon! I think sometimes going to the gym can actually HELP you get better. It's like telling your body "you listen to ME... you WILL be healthy!" Woot woot!

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