The Disappointment of the Self

I got into grunting a lot lately. My trainer hates it. I just walk around, I'll go. It's like when I'm working out or before I get to work out. When you hit the rep you're like, oh! I don't think that noise was so crazy. That's what it takes to get into semifinals of women's professional tennis. It does take exertion of effort. It's not a quiet title. I just like making noise. I don't like holding it in. Can I feel anything? I groan. What is Christian? It says self. Look at the topic list. Wow. Oh, yeah. Wouldn't it be so,