Today was second session at Contours, after officially starting yesterday.
She nearly killed me.
The End.
No, I'm kidding... about it being the end, not about her nearly killing me. I worked harder than I've ever worked in my life, and actually nearly passed out. Twice. Embarrasing much?! After the first going-white-and-nearly-vomiting session, she asked me if I wanted to quit for the night... and I'm proud of myself, because I said no, when I desperately wanted to cry "oh GOD YES!!".. but I figure, if I quit on only my second session, I'll never get anywhere, and I certainly won't be happy when I walk down the aisle looking like a blimp.
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