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... irt was drenched, sticking to his skin like it had fused with his soul.
"Holy shit... I'm dying."
He bent over, hands on his knees, sweat dripping onto the pavement. The morning sun wasn't even at full power yet, but he already felt like he'd been roasted alive.
Why the hell did he think 100 push-ups, curl-ups, pull-ups, and a 3KM run would be easy?!
"Damn... when was the last time I even ran?" He wiped his forehead. "Probably back in high school PE?"
His ...
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