Faithful readers of this blog already know that Abby Marie is my latest fitness girl crush.
Therefore, I’ll get right to her scintillating teaser and resist the temptation to launch into a second loving treatise on just why I adore her so much… even though if ever there was a fitness girl worthy of a second loving treatise (or third, or fourth), she is Abby Marie.
If ever there was a fitness girl so beautiful that on her worst hair day, she still looks better than the skinny, airbrushed celebs sweeping across the magazine racks… If ever there was a fitness girl so tireless that after doing fifteen pull-ups, she still has energy left to smile and pose and laugh and vamp seductively for the camera…
If ever there was a fitness girl with abs so deeply ridged and defined that they resemble a brick wall overdue for a tuck-pointing… If ever there was a fitness girl with biceps so chiseled and lean that individual muscle fibers visibly dance and twitch with each mighty squeeze as if they were winking at you…
If ever there was a fitness girl so in shape to saunter across the beach in a bikini — the sun’s rays bouncing off the tanned curves of her muscles; the wind gently brushing her blond hair — that photos of her could double as postcards
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