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Success! I made a dent into my month-long gym hyatus by using my secret weapon: Confessions On A Dancefloor, quite possibly the greatest workout album ever produced.

At 56 minutes and 28 seconds, it covers exactly the duration of my average session, from initial warm-up jog (Hung Up) to final cool-down stretches (Like It Or Not), via an unsurprising peak of bicep curls (I Love New York), an unexpected second wind doing alternate rows (Jump) and winding down with ab crunches (Push).

Either the image of Madonna's 47-year-old toned butt made me go the extra mile, or I have not lost that much strength in a month (around 5%, I'd say).

This morning I am aching all over, and yet I cannot wait go to back.

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