There’s something you guys should know about me: I’m a weirdo. My weirdo-ness exhibits itself in many ways, but right now I’m talking about the type of weird that leads me down strange rabbit holes and makes me rather obsessed about something until I try it. (My friend Jodi calls this trait “curiosity,” which is kind of her.) In this case, it has to do with a food sensitivity test called an MRT. Y’all know I’m hooked on Pure Barre, […]
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