By the middle of the week, I was barely able to walk. My legs hurt, my arms hurt, and my ass hurt. Who knew there were so many muscles in the ass?!
I stayed true to my word and joined the gym on Monday, and I was very proud of myself - even though I hated every second of it. Especially now when every fiber of my body was hurting.
But no matter what it took, I was determined to persist. I was going to make my body stronger, and then I was going to learn self-defense.
It was a good goal, but the road there was a literal pain in my ass, I thought as I unlocked the library door and entered inside.
This was the first time in a while Jason didn't accompany me to work. He was called away early this morning and rushed out even before I got dressed. The usual suite of bodyguards followed me
