An Update On the People At My Gym

Today in powerflex class there were only four of us, plus Amy, the instructor.  I still have a huge bashful puppydog girlcrush on Amy. 

I thought at first that Midwestern Guy and Button Nosed Girl were divorcing, because he came without her, and then when she came a little later they hardly talked.  Definite coolness in the way he was lifting his weights over in his space and she was over in hers.  But when Amy was out getting a drink of water she approached him and took his hand, and a little later he tousled her hair.  So I guess they just had a fight, and now they're okay.  They were both still wearing their rings, I noticed. 

After class Button Nosed Girl talked to Amy for a while, and I felt a surge of ridiculous envy.  Are they friends now, or something?  Then, BNG stayed in the exercise room and put in her own CD and started doing some kind of kickboxing routine.  Is she an instructor?  Hmmmm. 

Blue Sweatshirt Guy was there, as focused as ever.  He took off his sweatshirt.  He's ripped. 

Puppydog guy has his picture on the bulletin board for something.  I'm glad he's getting some recognition within the organization. 

There's a handsome black man I hadn't seen before, and I distracted myself during lunges wondering what the front of his T-shirt said.  The back said "League Champions" and so I speculated for a while, without coming to any conclusions, what kind of league he was in.  I'm leaning toward indoor soccer. 

And did you see Stockbroker Guy?  I almost didn't recognize him.  He's not wearing that visor anymore.  He grew a beard, and he looks bloated and strange.  He doesn't look happy.  I'm pretty sure he lost his job. 

Hardcore Blonde was there, doing something on one foot lifting a big weight to the side and up over her head.  Show-off. 

The Redheaded Chick has been doing a lot of running.  She was running hard on Wednesday and now again this morning.  I wonder what she's training for?  I wonder why she's running inside, and not outside?  I notice she seems to be friendly with the freckle-faced brunette.  She's friendly with everyone.  She's got really good ponytail hair. 

So after my time on the treadmill I was getting my things out of the locker room and Button Nosed Girl was blowdrying her hair and getting ready for work.  She was dressed in brown pinstripe trousers and pointy-toed brown shoes.  A little bit fancier than I thought.  I wonder what she does?  I bet she's a human resources manager.  She told me to "have a good one." So now she thinks we're pals, I guess. 

Comments

[The Prince of Torts]

I always see these as connected thought balloons, just above your head. Like animals thinking in comic strips. Priceless.

Please don't lose the narrative arc re: Amy.

[Dawn]

I so love when do you these dialogues with yourself about the people at your gym. Do you ever wonder what those people think about you?

[Christy Mr NBT's sis]

Ok its official Sherry! I just love you! Only other women who have such flight of ideas can really appreciate your thought process here! On top of the fact that I am exactly the same way at the gym. Scary!!!

[girltuesday]

yeah, gym update! i heart these posts (i also make up stories about the people at my gym, so i was very glad to see i was not the only one!).