It was the hottest day of the year and with high humidity too. Everyone was moving slow, and still leaving trails of sweat behind them. But I had been to the gym for 60 days straight and I wasn't about to slack off. Thank goodness for air conditioning. A sledgehammer of sticky heat hit me full-on as I left the cool of the car to enter the gym. Given the extraordinary weather the sign on the door felt like someone's bad joke.
Air conditioner down.
Back in-service Tuesday.
Please use caution
while working-out
"Free sauna today," joked the woman at the front desk with a sheepish but sympathetic- smile as I entered hot-box of a gym. It was sweltering so I wasn't surprised that the usually crowded gym was nearly empty.
The treadmill at fifteen percent incline was my core routine. Several times in the last decade an hour-a-day regimen had brought me back to fitness. An hour wasn't so bad. I would use the time to watch a movie on my phone. My usual treadmill was out-of-order so I took the middle one in the bank of three. Pushing the familiar buttons, I began my routine.
Usually I don't sweat at all until 20 minutes or so into my work-out, but after only a minute I was sweating profusely. I stopped the machine and walked over to the desk and purchased two bottles of water. Then I started again. Five minutes into it and my shirt was soaked and droplets were forming everywhere. I looked to my right as a very tall red-haired woman I had never seen before stepped onto the treadmill next to me. She stared looking down puzzled at the controls and, remembering my own confusion the first time I used these particular machines, I quickly explained to her the easiest way to get started.
"Better get some water first," I said smiling, "it's not every day you do your work-out in a sauna"
"She called it a sauna too," she replied laughing, as she gestured to the woman at the front desk.
"Is it often like this? It's my first time here,"
"It's usually cool and fresh and crowded in here, nothing like this."
She smiled at me, glanced at my two waters, and left her machine. In a moment she was back, placed her two bottles in the two cupholders, and began her workout. After a minute or so she increased her speed from three to four miles an hour which was exactly my speed. Glancing at my sharply angled machine she asked about incline. I explained that at fifteen percent incline I would have a vertical climb of sixty percent of a mile, or more than three thousand feet, in the course of an hour. That made for a much higher caloric burn and was the best way I had ever found of staying fit.
"I'm going to try it," she said with a determined look on her face, and I smiled at her.
As the front of her treadmill slowly rose, I glanced over and saw beads of perspiration starting to form on her forehead and arms. Strikingly tall, and with a large frame, she was going to have quite a work out
"I am so glad you had me get water," she said.
Within minutes droplets were falling from both of us onto the tread below. It was conspicuous and, glancing back-and-forth at each other, we couldn't help but laugh.
"I never, ever sweat this much," she said, almost giggling.
"Me neither," I replied.
A few minutes more went by. Usually I preferred to have no one next to me, but for some reason I was enjoying having her at my side. Glancing over, her shirt was already hanging heavy with moisture and her face and arms were soaked.
"You should take it easy today," I said.
"How long do you go for," she asked.
"Usually an hour," I replied.
She smiled widely while shaking her head, then gave me a determined never-back-down look that made me know she would go as long as I did. I found her determination immensely appealing. I glanced down at her pale long legs. You could tell they were extremely soft on the outside, but strong underneath. Glancing up at the droplets on her chin and the determination on her face I felt that sudden familiar wave of desire flood through me like a wave. Down boy, I thought.
"Oh, by the way, my name's Jill" she said, meeting my eyes, and I knew I was in trouble.
