I started going to the gym a few years ago and the habit stuck. Usually I spend all my time with the weights and weight machines. After open heart surgery last year, I have been using the elliptical machine too. I assume that some aerobic conditioning can’t hurt. It can bore you to death, but 20 minutes a week just can’t hurt.
It appears to be universal to all gyms that the cardio area is mostly for women and the weights are mostly for men. It’s not a rule but all gyms seem to shake out that way. In the elliptical machine area in my gym, I’ve been unable to ignore one female customer.
She’s always there. Like even when I go at outside of my normal schedule, she’s there, leading me to believe that she literally is always there. She looks like a nun without a habit. White. Middle class. Middle aged. Glasses. She plods away on that treadmill, which looks like it is on some extreme uphill setting. I come in, and she’s on it. Forty or so minutes later on my way out, she’s still on it. And she has a twisted up towel in her hands that she is holding against her ass as if she is also pulling herself along. She never looks like she’s happy or having fun.
She must have done something horrible in a past life to deserve this.
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