Rain and horror in New York this morning… like saint, I trudge up to spin class anyway. Which is absolutely packed (60 people). Between rounds of patting self on the back, cannot help noticing that I am only one my age in the joint. Indeed, I do not see anyone within 30 years of my age. Literally. WHAT IS WRONG WITH MY PEOPLE? They need this so desperately and none of them are here. Good grief! And, may I shyly say that I pulled like a train this morning… my “total power” score made me the equivalent of the third strongest girl. Just amazing, isn’t it?
Younger Next Year* *turn back your biological clock
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