OLIVIA
, that was it, since we barely had a few dumbbells, a stationary bicycle one of the neighbors had donated to us and a treadmill that Livie's father was going to sell but, thanks to his daughter, now it decorated a specific space to make me sweat, literally, the fat drop.
According to the schedule Livie had set me, now I had to get up every day at six in the morning, yes, of course, and start with that yoke where I had to last fifteen minutes on the treadmill to stretch my apparently atrophied muscles, fifteen minutes on the bike and another fifteen minutes jumping rope, ha! don't make me laugh Olivia, and then, after resting for about ten minutes, I could have breakfast.
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