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Tag: workout

Compelled to what?

Compelled to what?

My body continues to surprise me. This time, though, it’s a good thing. Today, I felt compelled … to … exercise. I can’t remember the last time I had that feeling. Maybe it was in 1998, when I started running, and loved it so much that I thought I’d try to do a triathalon. In … read more Compelled to what?

Posted on December 22, 2015May 15, 2019Author LisaCategories RefractionTags 1998, exercise, health, pool, progress, recovery, workout
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