Tonight I worked up to six o’clock at night. In winter, nightfall happens before six o’clock. My appetite decreased slightly compared to the usual amount of calories I intake. I have my session of exercises to blame it on. I got briefly reacquainted with my recent past. The songs with which I lost weight through aerobics, for forty-five minutes jumping in the air rhythmically to the music, as if there was an invisible rope lashing out at the bottom of my feet. That was yesterday, and already today not only my metabolism incremented but I felt fresher. My knees were weak momentarily, but that’s about as negative side effects would go.
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