Her fingers struggled to keep their grip on the wet handlebars of her bike.
The obnoxious dance music blaring from her earphones and the spazzy, smily aerobics chick on the exercise video playing in front of her did nothing to take her mind of the exhaustion she was feeling from working out on this bogus stationary bike for an hour.
Her straight black hair stuck to the sweat along her saturated brow, getting plastered over her eyes. Her face was red, her breathing shallow, and she looked like she was about to die.
But nothing was gonna stop Violet from working out like never before today. Because when it came to gaining weight overnight, Violet was queen, but when it came to losing that extra ten-something pounds she put on last thanksgiving, it seemed no amount of tai-bo, palades, bow-flex or pull-ups could suck those stupid little extra pounds out of her...
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