I hit record on the GoPro mounted to my chest strap. The red light blinks.
The gym is empty at 6 AM. Just me, the smell of rubber mats, and the cold iron. I start with box jumps. 36 inches. My shins have the scars to prove last month’s failure. I land soft. Cat soft. MrPOV 24 11 10 Lucia Rossi The Fitness Freak XX...
Lucia Rossi doesn’t chase results. She chases the feeling of almost breaking. The clock on my phone reads 5:59 AM . November 10th. The air in my apartment is cold enough to see my breath, but I’m already in my gear: cropped sweatshirt, tiger-stripe leggings, knuckles taped white. I hit record on the GoPro mounted to my chest strap