Monday again. Wow, it feels like it was Monday just a few days ago, like maybe 6 or 7. Feels almost too soon for another Monday.
Is that going to stop me? Heck no, I love Monday. I wish every day was Monday. Except Friday. Fridays are kind of nice. And Saturday. Sunday’s not too bad either, if the sun’s out (as befits a day so named). So — ideally — that’s your week: Monday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday. That’d be just about right.
A little stretching.
Some weight work.
A little conditioning work on the pole.
Okay, maybe a lot of pole work.
Then some bag punchin’.
Then a nice cooldown.
Monday awaits, my fellow h8riots. Let us stride ahead with chins high and brows furrowed. After they see what we’re gonna do to Monday, maybe Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday will back the frack down and give us that perfect week.
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