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Painted My Gloves

I joined a local kickboxing class recently, following the lead of a fellow fabu coworker, though she’s in her corner, and I’m in mine (different locations). They’re gonna own me for the next seven months or so, and I’m feeling fine. In tune with long dormant muscles, but fine. Sure, I punch like a kitten currently (pew-pew-pew), but power will show up soon enough. I hope! Painted my gloves with a set of paint pens kinda-sorta like all the nifty hidden rocks around town, but you won’t find these hangin’ out under a tree any time soon.


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