Ol girl trying to burn up every calorie in her body on the first day. Hey I ain’t mad at her. Some people like to treat the gym like war, some treat it like the step team finals in the basement of a black fraternity. Whatever gets you motivated.
One thing, though: I’m dying to know what she was listening to. Had to be some trap rap club coke-dealing pussy-popping nonsense. French Montana, Rick Ross, Drake, Waka Flocka, Nicki Minaj — this is probably your fault.