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So back in the day I used to be a gym freak. I'd be in there at least 5-6 days a week, lifting and boxing. My regular range was 6'4, and anywhere between 205-210 depending on how much I was drinking.
I wasn't the top guy at the gym, but definitely in the top 10 - plus the fact that I kickboxed got me respect from the meatheads.
Anyway, the confession is that while I'd walk around the gym looking like a K1 killing machine, I'd have N'SYNC blasting in my headphones. I'd be training with real killers and I'd be blasting Rhythm Divine by Iglesias in my ears. I'd always laugh thinking what if my earbuds lost connection and some Backstreet Boys would blare our of my pocket in the middle of a sparing sesh.
Context* I graduated high school in 2000. Also I've always been a lover not a fighter.
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