My first semester of graduate school was an adjustment, going back to the routine of school, busyness, never ending deadlines, and trying to run between bouts of shin splints. I had a full course load and was teaching five weight training classes to undergraduates as part of my teaching assistantship. It was little more than a babysitting job, …
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