Soooo...I go to this new gym.....

[Guest guest]

.....today, leaving my former " hangout " of the past 4 years behind because:

a)too expensive

b)too noisy

c)too crowded

d)meat market

e)too many politicians and real estate agents

f)too many builders & lawyers

Honestly, I put up with Fitness International for all this time just because

it was a " happening place " but having to wait to use the treadmills, bars or

bells is not what I call an optimum use of my time at 0630. Plus, there's

always a big fuss with some young lovely that wanders into the heavy weight

room and the guys go into the mode of trying to lift an extra 50 pounds or

grunt like they're being run over by a bus. I've seen guys that on their

first week at the gym going nuts over some chick that wanders in and they

start doing stuff on the weights that as soon as she leaves...they ask " Dan,

can you hand me my towel...and help me stand up. " Too funny...and since

that young doe has the pick of the young bucks, I just ignore what's going

on and go back to work.

But today...I wander into the new gym...no one there but the owner. Crank

up the treadmill...it was great; 20 treadmills and I got the choice one that

goes way up hill and has all the gadgets on it to wile away my time. About

20 minutes into my walk, in comes a lass and a few minutes later,

another...and then another. Huge room...20 treadmills; 10 stair masters; 30

spinning bikes and recliners....where do all these chicks wind up. On

either side of me and right behind me. They just talk amongst themselves

over and around me.

" It's cold out there. I come here about 3 times a week...about this time

each time. " sez one.

" Yep...it's sorta cold this morning, I'm sure it'll be cold tomorrow morning

when I come in here around 7am...like I do each time. " sez another.

" Yes...and it's dark; but I like coming in here about this same time on

Monday, Tuesday, Thursday and Friday. " sez the other.

" I like your warm up suit. " sez the first. " I love yours. " sez the second.

" Mine is really warm.... " sez number three...and peels the sweatshirt off

and almost the sports top with it. That evidently was the signal for the

other two to start peeling out of their damn clothes. I make my treadmill

go a bit faster and further up hill.

" Do you work? " sez 1.

" I work out of my home. " sez 2.

" I work out of my home too, especially since I divorced my husband a few

years ago. " sez 3.

" You did? I divorced my husband last year. " sez 1.

" Me too....I'm all alone except my cat. " sez 2.

About this time, I'm starting to regret not having worn my wedding band this

morning. I always take my ring off when I work out...one for safety, and

the other for not scratching the gold or wearing a callous on the finger.

I'm getting the hairy eyeball from all three...while I just concentrate on

the digital display in front of me.

The territorial markings begin.

Sez 2: " I'm all alone except my cat...no children or a boyfriend. "

Sez 3: " Me too. "

Sez 1: " What about your kids...you HAVE THREE! " (directed at 3)

3 Sez (turning a bit red): " ummmm...they're with their father. But, I

thought you had a couple of children....one just joined the ARMY didn't he? "

directed at 2.

Sez 2: " ummmmm...yes, but he's not my child.'

Sez 1: " Step child from husband one....or husband two? "

Sez 2: (showing teeth) " number two! Is your girl still in prison? " to #1.

Sez 1: " you MUST have me mistaken for someone else...I don't have any

children, much less one in jail!! "

Sez 3: " you're right...I remember, that wasn't your son, that was your

FRIEND that lived with you for a while. " ((meow))

Sez 1: " he was just a friend that helped me through my divorce. "

Sez 2: " Divorce number 1,2 or 3? "

The friendly chatter stopped. Each one of the ladies had busted the other

and effectively taken each other out of the market and I felt my presence no

longer welcome as the cat fight was soon to begin. Filled out halter top or

not, I finished my mileage and moved on to safer territories while these

ladies hashed out their differences. As for me, I'll either be showing up a

lot earlier or a lot later to the gym.

Wanton women...wanting men!<G>

Dan

rny10.13.98

EdWaits,MD-Atlanta

[Guest guest]

.....today, leaving my former " hangout " of the past 4 years behind because:

a)too expensive

b)too noisy

c)too crowded

d)meat market

e)too many politicians and real estate agents

f)too many builders & lawyers

Honestly, I put up with Fitness International for all this time just because

it was a " happening place " but having to wait to use the treadmills, bars or

bells is not what I call an optimum use of my time at 0630. Plus, there's

always a big fuss with some young lovely that wanders into the heavy weight

room and the guys go into the mode of trying to lift an extra 50 pounds or

grunt like they're being run over by a bus. I've seen guys that on their

first week at the gym going nuts over some chick that wanders in and they

start doing stuff on the weights that as soon as she leaves...they ask " Dan,

can you hand me my towel...and help me stand up. " Too funny...and since

that young doe has the pick of the young bucks, I just ignore what's going

on and go back to work.

But today...I wander into the new gym...no one there but the owner. Crank

up the treadmill...it was great; 20 treadmills and I got the choice one that

goes way up hill and has all the gadgets on it to wile away my time. About

20 minutes into my walk, in comes a lass and a few minutes later,

another...and then another. Huge room...20 treadmills; 10 stair masters; 30

spinning bikes and recliners....where do all these chicks wind up. On

either side of me and right behind me. They just talk amongst themselves

over and around me.

" It's cold out there. I come here about 3 times a week...about this time

each time. " sez one.

" Yep...it's sorta cold this morning, I'm sure it'll be cold tomorrow morning

when I come in here around 7am...like I do each time. " sez another.

" Yes...and it's dark; but I like coming in here about this same time on

Monday, Tuesday, Thursday and Friday. " sez the other.

" I like your warm up suit. " sez the first. " I love yours. " sez the second.

" Mine is really warm.... " sez number three...and peels the sweatshirt off

and almost the sports top with it. That evidently was the signal for the

other two to start peeling out of their damn clothes. I make my treadmill

go a bit faster and further up hill.

" Do you work? " sez 1.

" I work out of my home. " sez 2.

" I work out of my home too, especially since I divorced my husband a few

years ago. " sez 3.

" You did? I divorced my husband last year. " sez 1.

" Me too....I'm all alone except my cat. " sez 2.

About this time, I'm starting to regret not having worn my wedding band this

morning. I always take my ring off when I work out...one for safety, and

the other for not scratching the gold or wearing a callous on the finger.

I'm getting the hairy eyeball from all three...while I just concentrate on

the digital display in front of me.

The territorial markings begin.

Sez 2: " I'm all alone except my cat...no children or a boyfriend. "

Sez 3: " Me too. "

Sez 1: " What about your kids...you HAVE THREE! " (directed at 3)

3 Sez (turning a bit red): " ummmm...they're with their father. But, I

thought you had a couple of children....one just joined the ARMY didn't he? "

directed at 2.

Sez 2: " ummmmm...yes, but he's not my child.'

Sez 1: " Step child from husband one....or husband two? "

Sez 2: (showing teeth) " number two! Is your girl still in prison? " to #1.

Sez 1: " you MUST have me mistaken for someone else...I don't have any

children, much less one in jail!! "

Sez 3: " you're right...I remember, that wasn't your son, that was your

FRIEND that lived with you for a while. " ((meow))

Sez 1: " he was just a friend that helped me through my divorce. "

Sez 2: " Divorce number 1,2 or 3? "

The friendly chatter stopped. Each one of the ladies had busted the other

and effectively taken each other out of the market and I felt my presence no

longer welcome as the cat fight was soon to begin. Filled out halter top or

not, I finished my mileage and moved on to safer territories while these

ladies hashed out their differences. As for me, I'll either be showing up a

lot earlier or a lot later to the gym.

Wanton women...wanting men!<G>

Dan

rny10.13.98

EdWaits,MD-Atlanta