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Everyone remembers their first Cindy. I was at a church. With an ex-boyfriend. I walked in not fully prepared for what to expect. Twenty minutes later I’m laying flat on my back, shaking, sweating, trying to catch my breath, trying not to throw up, and looking at my friend who is doing the same thing. I stare up at the ceiling of the church CrossFit gym and think two things:

HOW THE F*UCK DO PEOPLE DO THIS? and WHEN CAN I DO IT AGAIN?!?!

 

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