My thermometer shows 29 degrees right now.
In the shadow.
What better thing is there to do than go to the gym?
I have to face the facts, I will be sweating whatever I do so why not push it?
Go all in and sweat like a mother on fire!
Or in labour.
But birth is associated with so much glory and joy.
I doubt this will be.
A mother on fire feels like a more suitable choice of expression, you know?
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