Cardiac Hill

The time has come. Time to bust out my A-game. No more excuses, no more whining. No more leisurely walks to the beach while chatting up bermuda shorts. They relayed the message loud and clear yesterday while getting my Fash-On at Old Navy. **side note**…

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Ouch.

Remember when I mentioned my generalized distaste for group exercise classes because of my red-face problem? I have been contemplating trying out this kickboxing class for months now, but I chicken out every single week. I am such a wimp! I just really don’t want…

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