I didn’t make it to the gym on Tuesday. I had to work too early, got home too late and was too burnt out to do much more than eat and go to bed.
On Wednesday, I woke up early (despite how tired I still was) and made my way in the chilly morning air to the fitness center.
I thought it odd that the place was empty. There are usually two or three people already there when I arrive.
Anyway, as I made my way to one of the machines, I caught a glimpse of pink out of the corner of my eye.
After closer inspection (well, not that much closer) I realized it was an older man… sleeping!
I’m not sure if he was actually homeless or maybe he’d just exercised to the point of exhaustion, but I wasn’t going to stay to find out.
By the time I got back home, it was too late to try and do anything else so I just got ready for work. And I was really bummed that I didn’t get a workout in for the 2nd day in a row.
Then came today. Again, I woke up early, made my way to the gym…
And sure enough, the same man was in there sleeping! Odd thing was that there was another girl (who’s mental stability I started to question when she approached the strange, sleeping man and tried to wake him) also in there on one of the machines.
I thought, what the hell? and went about my business.
The thing that pisses me off is that I called the office later in the day on Wednesday, the first time it happened and, of course, they assured me it wouldn’t happen again.
I hate it when people don’t take things seriously. Is it too much that I want to feel safe when I go to work out in the morning? Argh.
Well, the guy seemed pretty harmless. Halfway through my workout, he woke up and walked out.
Wonder if he’ll be there tomorrow.