At the beginning of this year, I quickly realized my metabolism was no longer that of a 20-years-old college athlete, but my sweet tooth that could make Willy Wonda cringe still controlled me. Not only was I stressing about work, being single, and my love handles that seemed to get more love than necessary, I was losing myself and my confidence. Fate would have it, that work would send me to Atlanta for work for a few days and lucky for me, my old college friend, turned trainer said he
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