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the first time...

...I've sweat like tonight was I-can't-recall-when. It was damn so long that I really can't remember.

The feeling of sweating, and maybe losing some of those nasty fats, has left me until tonight with a nice game of badminton with friends. I so love the feeling. It's like all those sweat were hiding in me and all the sweat kept flowing like a conservative girl going wild and crazy on spring break.

The night was fun until I realized: I may already be growing old. I've feared this lately and tonight made my fear more real. I realized that before, I could go up the hills of Fairview in a bike (and this is no simple feat) and play badminton for 2 or 3 hours and go back home, still in a bike. But now, 2 hours of play can really get me drained. There may be a lot of factors to it but it still feels good getting your bones and muscles the exercise they need and release all those feel-good (or not) sweat.

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