Oh Exercise Facility, how I love thee...
You take my flabby body and make it less flabby.
Your treadmills and ellipticals are my best friends and worst enemies. Some days I fly gracefully along, others I slog and drip sweat - yet you are always there the next day, ready for me. Let me count off your delights.
The well-muscled arms of the one cute guy.
Mr. Short T-Shirt's soft, blindingly white belly, sparsely covered in long black hair...glimpsed as he does ackward back stretches for no apparent reason.
Me, snuggled up to the air purifier for my crunches on busy days. Oh, the aroma of sweaty men!
And my favorite, the bulging arm veins of Mr Yoga - you can actually watch them expand as he does handstands in the center of the room. Best appetite suppressant I've ever had.
Today I was lucky enough to experience 3 of these delights at once! (The cute guy wasn't there)
How do I keep myself away from you? The call of the book must be so strong...yet I keep returning to you, my dearest. I shall always return...
...until I can live off just celery.