April 14, 2014

Fashion faux pas at the gym today. I forgot my workout socks. The old me would have seen that as a sign to go home and not workout but the new my-metabolism-has-slowed-to-nonexistance-so-gotta-do-something me figured out how to fold my brown socks in half so they didn't go above my tennies. Hopefully the spandex distress of my pants created a diversion from my socks! 

I like that my gym has all kinds of people- young, teens, middle aged, and older all mixed together. I love to people watch while I'm there. I find that women usually looked determined and have a plan- this machine, then that one, etc. Men however seem to strut around a lot and just kind of wander from machine to machine. Teens, of course, move around in pacts after spending some time primping in the locker room first (boys and girls). They work out but are very aware who is there at all times. They just love it when they see their old librarian in her tight pants and brown socks!