Although folks aren’t talk-y, I flash my pre-coffee smile as broadly as I can (at pre-coffee it’s not too wide). Sometimes I get a twitch back. Sometimes not.
They are not sure what to do with this middle-aged (no judgments please) woman who is trying to be perky at dawn. (For the record dawn is 8 a.m. Maybe it isn’t exactly dawn but potato-potaato, you get it.)
If you ever read my posts from my old gym you already know that I’m barely perky post-coffee. I must be really trying!
This week a new middle-aged guy was there. He’s built like a teddy bear. Not slim but not overly large, with a slight Buddha belly. When he’s on the arm equipment, his tee-shirt rides up and shows his fuzzy belly. Hairy, sweaty bellies are not attractive.
Some people are pushing the envelope. They will do 10 reps with heavy weights. Then they walk around waving their arms for 10 minutes to recover. I may try that to look cool.
I didn’t think there would be any drama since there is no conversation but something is going on at the front desk. Not sure. I’m using my best busybody listening techniques with can be taxing when you have hearing issues. (Picture me using the hand sanitizer A LOT!) Someone may be forced out. Sure hope it isn’t the only employee who is near my age.
All this keeps it interesting. Because of the non-verbal communication going on, I have been working on my snooping skills. It’s not only my body that gets a work out.