“I’m The Oldest In My New Gym Class By A Decade: How Can I Make It Work For Me?”
At the gym today, filling my water bottle at the drinking fountain, I nearly ran away. Sorry, I’ll rephrase that: I nearly hobbled away. Two stunning young women – peachy and cool in their Lululemon shorts and crop tanks– were in the weights area lifting. Me? I was about to start what my gym calls …
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