#31: Bodies full of tears

Photo by Olga Serjantu on Unsplash

I have a habit of crying at the gym. It’s silly, I know, but I go to this gym every morning where, after a grueling 40 minutes of HIIT, the trainer turns off the lights and switches the playlist from Bad Bunny to Bon Iver, sometimes Adele. 

This change is quick, going from burpees to corpse pose, fluorescent lights to to…