I had a late night work-out at the gym today. I tend to procrastinate. But who cares. It's the summer.
I did 37 minutes on the Matrix stair climber because my favorite, the classic Stair Masters, were both in use. It's good to sometimes be pushed out of my comfort zone. Last time I was on the Matrix I just could not grasp how to work the technology for what I wanted. This time I did pretty well. I was next to an African American fellow who engaged me in conversation while we were stair climbing. I figured, why not. It was not a strenuous conversation. He said, "These stair climbers are the best work-out. Sweat starts pouring in minutes." The conversation continued with us saying kind of the same thing. It was all we had the energy for I think
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Then I did 30 minutes on the weight floor.
In the locker room I chatted with an older, white woman named Gayle who spends so long blow-drying her hair to perfection. She is a t.v. producer and worked on the Ricki Lake show way back. I also spoke with Hillary, a young gal who is friendly with the perfect mother and daughter. She sometimes does double morning/evening work-outs. Go Hill!
Happy weekend, exercisers!
