A little raccoon climbed on top of my roof and took a crap.
From that minute action, life has given me a second chance.
I don't know why he left his turds up there. The cynic in me says he did it because he's a dumb animal and he could give a damn where he leaves his droppings.
The optimist dreamer in me says that because I held this blog for ransom, somehow the universe listened upon my cries for help and decided to give it to me.
So I have decided to release my strength training without steroids back onto the internet. Whether it gives you any help or seriously injures your body is up for you to decide.
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