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- It Shouldn't Bother Me.
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1 comment:
I train like that too. But I also figure, you can only push it so hard, and (sadly) there does come a point that regardless of what you do, there won't be any improvement.
As Dirty Harry said, "A man's gotta know his limitations."
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