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Not Today, Death.

Every time I exercise, I’m basically asking Death if he’s ready to take me that day. And when it’s done, when I’m panting and sweating and somehow still alive, I can’t help but feel the icy sting of rejection.  I’ve been making a quiet return to exercise now that Rainbow is mostly sleeping through the night. It’s hard to work out when you’re running on three hours of sleep or when you’re old or...

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