I'm running around in an endless circle. It feels like there's glue in my mouth, and I swear I'm sweating blood. That was my class. Constant no-kick sparring matches, usually I'd love 'em, but the gym was so hot today, it sapped all my strength, so by the third or fourth person I was exhausted. I ask myself; "what are you doing here?". But it'
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