Cycling at the gym. Distance: 5:46, calories, 160; RPM, 60; heart 124
When I go to the gym building, I noticed that the men's restroom was slightly ajar and there was the sound of running water, so I went on my orange alert mode until I got to the gym and saw a older teen-ager/young adult guy trying to turn the channel with the DVD remote. He was Asian, and English was not his first language. I showed him which did what and set the television to local news. He gestured to the machines, as to which was I going to use.
I called "dibs" on the cycle machine, so he took a treadmill and started walking.
His friend/roommate came in after a while. He wore a pair of black pants with what looked like a wide elastic belt, like a back brace, but it didn't look bulky or much like the back braces people wore at the grocery story, with his tee-shirt tucked in. It sort of reminded me of the pants Kylo Ren was wearing in "The Last Jedi" movie. The the two chatted for a while as they did the treadmills.
I finished, wrote down my screen info, wiped down my machine, and went and did stretches and free weights. The two were involved in what they were doing, with one moving over to the universal gym.
After I was done, I headed out. The first one asked what days I'd be there, Monday, Wednesday, Friday? Yes, I replied. "My name is Barb." "Mine is Waylon," he replied, making the name two distinct syllables. "Like Waylon Jennings?" He laughed and said yes.
I walked over to Freddy's for a longer cool down (I didn't take a cookie sample, which is a rather big deal as I always have in the past), got a few items of groceries, and came home.
I called the office to let them know of the restroom, and Kerry (manager) thanked me and complimented me on being in the gym, as she saw me there.
(I wish I'd written down the other gym guy's name who was there in earlier times--it's embarrassing that he and his mom know my name and I don't know theirs when we meet elsewhere.)
When I go to the gym building, I noticed that the men's restroom was slightly ajar and there was the sound of running water, so I went on my orange alert mode until I got to the gym and saw a older teen-ager/young adult guy trying to turn the channel with the DVD remote. He was Asian, and English was not his first language. I showed him which did what and set the television to local news. He gestured to the machines, as to which was I going to use.
I called "dibs" on the cycle machine, so he took a treadmill and started walking.
His friend/roommate came in after a while. He wore a pair of black pants with what looked like a wide elastic belt, like a back brace, but it didn't look bulky or much like the back braces people wore at the grocery story, with his tee-shirt tucked in. It sort of reminded me of the pants Kylo Ren was wearing in "The Last Jedi" movie. The the two chatted for a while as they did the treadmills.
I finished, wrote down my screen info, wiped down my machine, and went and did stretches and free weights. The two were involved in what they were doing, with one moving over to the universal gym.
After I was done, I headed out. The first one asked what days I'd be there, Monday, Wednesday, Friday? Yes, I replied. "My name is Barb." "Mine is Waylon," he replied, making the name two distinct syllables. "Like Waylon Jennings?" He laughed and said yes.
I walked over to Freddy's for a longer cool down (I didn't take a cookie sample, which is a rather big deal as I always have in the past), got a few items of groceries, and came home.
I called the office to let them know of the restroom, and Kerry (manager) thanked me and complimented me on being in the gym, as she saw me there.
(I wish I'd written down the other gym guy's name who was there in earlier times--it's embarrassing that he and his mom know my name and I don't know theirs when we meet elsewhere.)
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