My ass hurts. My calves hurt. My knees hurt. My hip hurts. Goddamn forced physical exertion. The worst kind. I actually ran today. I LOATHE running. I make it a point to only run if I am being chased. What's the point of being a swimmer if not to get out of running? My mother, in her infinite wisdom, decided that both the pooch and I
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