The gym, Saturday afternoon

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It's easier to think and hit things than it is to think and sit there and make yourself more upset. At least this way you're doing something about it instead of turning it into something to whine about. So Aeryn's in the gym again, pounding away on the punching bag again.

The poor punching bag never really stood a chance.


[Open for all your gym needs, though interaction with Aeryn may be limited due to her being Aeryn.]