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It's About More Than Fitness

It was one of the last classes on a Friday night. Some athletes were still plastered to the gym floor, chests heaving as they stared up at the rafters. Others milled about, wiping down bars. I was the only one watching Sam* as she clung to the rig. The only one who seemed to notice something fucking incredible was happening.

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