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I got to 73. My arms turned into cooked noodles. My soul tried to exit through my left ear. I collapsed, face-down on the yoga mat, and whispered, “I can’t.” insanity with shaun t
The next morning, I did it again. And again. Day 3, I threw up. Day 5, I cried during “Level 2 Drills.” Day 7, I stopped feeling pain. Instead, I felt him . Dig deeper
Then Power Jacks. 40. My lungs whispered a complaint. face-down on the yoga mat