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A Thing Called Exercise

A Thing Called Exercise A thing called exercise is never fun, especially when you weigh a ton. No more of those sweet fattening pies, or tall orders of chili cheese fries. You must eat right and workout every day, for excess pounds you have to sweat away. Get up early and jog endlessly around a track, only to feel like you’re having a heart attack. Drink bottled water for added appeal, to go along with a tasteless low carb meal. Is it really worth it I have to ask, for staying fit is a quite a task. Seems living longer is the only perk, in spite of all the work. Not to mention how good you would look, but what about all the time it took. For some it is a new way of life, yet others would rather go under the knife. It usually hurts to try something new, but a thing called exercise could be good for you.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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