Another gym story – this morning I was on the eliptical cross-trainer (golly, that makes me sound so athletic) and there are six of them, all right next to each other. Behind us are the treadmills. In front of us is glass. You know how sometimes glass can reflect weird stuff? Well, I’m on the eliptical cross trainer (golly, that makes me sound…..nevermind) and I look into the glass and I can actually see the dude behind me, only because of the odd reflection and his black shirt it makes him look like he’s fully dressed up as Dracula. Naturally, I imagine what it would be like if I actually turned around and it was Dracula on the treadmill behind me. That would be amazing, but I’d be glad because Dracula was staying fit.
