MR. ENERGY!!

 

I was always told I looked like him—the Afro, the wild energy, the boundary-less warmth. But when I finally stepped into Richard Simmons' world in 1980, he didn't see a fan or a kindred spirit. He saw a threat, and the hostility in that room was suffocating. Read about my afternoon with Mr. Enthusiasm -- JUST PUBLISHED!

https://www.wattpad.com/story/415543309-sweat-sex-and-a-phone-cord-my-hour-with-richard

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