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The opposite of nimble

At my boxing class this morning, back after a one week's hiatus for Easter, I felt the polar opposite of nimble. I groaned. I huffed. I puffed. But I went and I participated. I'm living life and feeling good. Muscles are stiff and achy, but I feel good. Lest this post appears to be tainted… Continue reading The opposite of nimble