Big Girls Don't Cry was blaring at the gym. The melody reminds me of a point in life I already endured. And its back. The song seemed to get louder, like it was beating inside me. So I upped the speed, ran harder. Her voice came across as tears, I ran until I thought my lungs would burst and my legs would give out. I slammed the Stop button, bolting for the locker room and let it out. Today I watched the video intently, hoping that somewhere toward the end she'd crumbled down to the floor and cry.

She didn't.