OLYMPICS OLYMPICS OLYMPICS

IT’S THE WINTER OLYMPICS. THE OLYYYYYYMPIIIIIIIIIIIIICSSSSSS!

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I am no athlete but damn, I love me some workout playlists. I use them when I clean my house or to energetically soundtrack my walks to the grocery store…

Like I said, I am no athlete.

But now it is the Winter Olympics. A precious time when all Americans suddenly become experts in sports they completely ignore for three out of four years, and everyone tries and fails to land a triple salchow in their living room.

(For the love of God: DO NOT ATTEMPT AT HOME. Also I know this isn’t a triple salchow so don’t even @ me)

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