The night before Thanksgiving. Almost midnight. Seventy-nine minutes of indoor work while the rest of Pensacola was probably asleep or prepping turkey.

There’s something about a late-night workout on a holiday eve. You’re not doing it for anyone. You’re not posting about gains. You’re just a person who decided that 11:45 PM on a Wednesday was a fine time to move their body for over an hour.

RAI ate whatever they wanted the next day. This wasn’t penance in advance. It was just Wednesday.

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// RAPTOR GIRL