I spend a fair bit of time at the gym, truth be told. Some might call me a ‘Gym Rat’; personally, I prefer ‘Fitness Swan’, but oddly that hasn’t caught on yet. Anyway, this week is going to be a little bit of a “these are the people in my neighborhood”-style selection of “the people that I meet/when I’m walking down the street” hauling ass on the treadmill at my local airless, windowless sweat factory.
Isn’t it wonderful when love blossoms at the gym? Warms the heart.