Carter gets up every morning at 5:30am to go work out. We, as crew, are allowed to use the gym from 6-7am and then after 10am until late evening. He does better in the morning. I, however, like to eat something before I work out, so I do it before dinner. Then I feel justified to eat a little more.
Well, the gym is a soap opera unto itself. Carter says there is getting to a bit of animosity in the early morning because there is a young couple on board who insist that they are the only ones who should use the elliptical machines in the early morning. (There are only 2 ellipticals.) They will send one of them up at 6 when the gym opens and that person will hold the second machine for the other, until he or she arrives. There are many others who would like to use those machines, so tempers are starting to surface. On top of that, you are only supposed to use it for a max of 25 minutes and they insist on having them for a full hour. Carter feels as though it is just a matter of time until there is an explosion.
My group in the afternoon is a little more eccentric. We have the usual people who plug in their iPods and sing along with their music. It is SO bad, even I can tell they are off. Most of the time I can’t even recognize what they are singing. But then there are those who have never used a gym before, but want the experience. There is one lady with long wavy black hair (obviously a wig), fishnet stockings and a tight fitting above the knee dress, who comes up to use the treadmill. She is rather youthful from the back, but once you look at her arms, you realize she is older. She has a wonderful figure, but it looks a little strange. She never speaks to anyone. I thought she was an entertainer.
Then there was the lady next to me yesterday who looked like she was going out to a formal dinner. She had on a suit, a huge bow in her hair, and a purse that had sequins and feathers all over it. She asked me to help her with the elliptical since she had never been on one. Unbeknownst to me, she had put her purse under the machine, so when I tried to lower the tilt of it, her purse was almost smashed and she started screaming. Well, eventually she started on the machine and was doing fairly well. She was so excited because the calories burned seemed to go up faster than on any other machine. She announced that this was the machine of choice – but then started to complain because she was getting tired too quickly and starting to sweat…..
We have another formal dinner tonight where we are hosting a table. Carter already knows most of the people at the table from Clinic visits and says this one will be a challenge. He thinks he was put at the table on purpose. We shall see
posted by Hills @ 9:11 AM
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