When I walked into the gym, the first thing that struck me was how empty it was. For a Monday evening, there were surprisingly few people working out. After scanning in at the desk and turning the corner to the weight room, I looked out over the nearly empty floor and found that aside from a machines and a squat rack being occupied, I was free to use the machines without having to wait or worry about prying eyes wondering when I'd be finished. That was quite the relief. Having just gotten out of a long relationship, I did what most other guys do and decided to get back on the fitness wagon. Self-improvement and all that. The downside to this was that it had been quite a long time since I had lifted. My ex insisted that she loved the way my body was regardless, so over time I abandoned my goal of bulking up, and resigned to remaining rather thin. More of a runner's body, really. I had run track in high school and was always lean and fit, but now that I was single again I decid...
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