[nycfem]

It was my last day of spring break today.

I went to the gym and did 75 minutes on the Stair Master (45/50 intervals), and then a combined 75 minutes of weight lifting, core and back strengthening exercises, and stretching.

Jill was talking to someone today. He was not as cool as she usually hangs with. He was an older guy, very normal looking. They were talking about school. Jill was saying something about taking classes, indicating that she was in school. Once I saw that Jill was conversating, I moved my whole set of weights and paraphernalia over to the edge of the mat where I could hear her better while working out.

This other woman Sarah, who I always work out next to, got annoyed with this shift because then she had to shift. While shifting Sarah, I said to her, "Hi, I'm Jennifer... since I see you all the time." She paused, like she didn't want to tell me her name and then said simply, "Sarah." She's the one who got mad at me when I brought a black backpack onto the gym floor at the time of the Boston bombings. If any of you recall, she confronted me about it, and I then switched to a little pink bag (I almost wrote, "a little pink bomb," a Freudian slip!). Anyway, Sarah is a type that looks angry all the time. She looks weary of the world. Recently I had a revenge of sorts when she was caught breaking a rule, and she saw me see her get caught breaking a rule. It was more satisfying for me then words can describe because she was so hard on me about that black backpack. She was using her cell phone in the weights area (not allowed!), and a trainer actually called her on it. She tried to talk back to him about it, but he held fast. Wow, what a moment that was for me.

Anyway, back to Jill. Jill speaks very softly, so when she's conversating I can never hear more than a few words. It almost makes it worse than having her not be conversating because it's so unsatisfying! If only I had a Whisper2000...