Awkward gym encounters #1

As I was pedaling away on the elliptical this afternoon, I felt watched. The chunky monkey beside me was either checking me out real hard or trying to sneak a peek at my magazine. Meh, I kept pedaling, hoping she would become conscious of my awkward side glare and mind her own business. But she kept staring! … At my magazine! I looked over at her elliptical screen. Ah, no magazine. And I didn’t recognize her, so she must be a new member. Clearly, she hasn’t discovered the magazine rack overtly displayed in the entryway.

I also noticed that she lost interest and looked elsewhere in the cardio room if I stayed on any one page for too long, or flipped to a feature containing a long article and fewer pictures. But I alternate between watching TV (the only place I would ever watch ESPN) and reading my magazine while on the elliptical (my go-to, lazy-day workout). With all her staring, I considered lending her my magazine, but I brought it from home and was mindful that gyms are full of germs.

Thankfully, the observer hopped into the row of treadmills ahead of me and continued her taxing hike. No magazines on either side. Needless to say, she peaced out soon after. Hope she saw the magazine rack on her way out!