My Random Thoughts

I was at the gym today and my worst nightmare came true. As I was on the bike, the empty ones around me were filled by a group of young thin fit women - who were all together and leaning to and fro talking to each other - Thank goodness for ipod!

I had noticed them earlier, not for their youth, but for the man who was ‘training’ them. He was adjusting their speed and resistance while they were on the stairmaster or taking them to the treadmill. And why should this bother me? I have a trainer? At Bally’s, you purchase your personal training from Bally’s. You can not bring your own trainer into the gym. It was pretty obvious that he was training them and not just helping them while doing his own workout. First, he was working with about 6 girls, walking back and forth, second, he wasn’t sweating, third, he had his sunglasses propped on top of his head. And he was slimey looking (ewww).

In my writers mind, I put this scenario together - he was a porn producer and was keeping his stable of girls in shape. That was as far as I had gotten, but I’m sure I can come up with more!

When I was finsihed with my workout, I was walking back to the locker room. As I passed the Personal Training room. This is the dynamic workout room that is used by the personal trainers for their clients. Its kept locked when not in use, as they have bands and balls that could easily walk out of the gym.  I see this woman trying to get into the room. She asks the maintenance guy when they started locking the room and where could she get the key. Uh, it says right on the sign on the door - FOR PERSONAL TRAINING USE ONLY! If you had a trainer, they would have the key. No trainer, no entry, no exceptions!

Finally, as I was probably 1/2 mile from home, putting along, but doing the speed limit when 2 cars decide they have to go faster than the speed limit! Stupid idiots. GAWD.

And now I’m going to take a shower and take myself out to lunch. I wonder how many more idiots I’ll run into today.