Confessions of an Iso-Bowaholic

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Hello everyone,

My name is Ronn, and I'm an Iso-Bowaholic. This is my story.

Oh sure, it started innocently enough -- I was offered an Iso-Bow to test. I'd

never even seen or heard of one before, so I figured " what could it hurt to try

it just once? "

Well, I tried it all right, and I liked it. I liked it so much that I decided to

try it again. And again. I guess that was the start of it all. You know how it

goes ... I told myself I was just playing around and having fun, that I could

stop anytime I wanted to. But one little spin of the Iso-Bow led to a

halfhearted tug, which led to bigger, fancier spins and even more tugs. Before I

knew it, I was spinning out of control and hooked on the hard tugs. And I didn't

even care! I just wanted to keep getting the rush from that satisfying muscle

pump, and the warm pleasant feeling it gives. It got to where I was craving my

Iso-Bow fix several times throughout the day! Maybe if I'd hidden it away it

would have been different, but it was always right there, so easy to pick up and

start using again.

So that's where I am now, friends. I've tried to quit the Iso-Bow, in fact I've

been " clean " for a whole hour and 36 minutes now. But it's sitting here in front

of me as I type this, and it sure does look tempting. Maybe I'll give it just

one more tiny little spin, just one more playful little tug. After all, I can

stop anytime I want to, right?

R.