After years of heartaches and break-ups, I’ve never been one to break-down because of some guy. There’s only ever been one guy who’s ripped my heart out, stepped on it, stamped on it… did the twist and whole long dance on it too, but I survived.
Someone once told me, the perfect revenge, if you’d even call it that, is to show that very same person who made you so sad that you’re happy. And so, on that note, my break-ups always send me into workout hardcore mode, knowing that one day I’ll have the awkward run-in with “him” and what better way to do than with a new hot bod!!!