Last night when I got to the gym it was empty and I took total advantage of the situation.
After my warm up I boogied on down ( I know, I know, I am totally dating myself with this expression…) But hey, Reggae, Salsa, Belly Dance, Jitterbug – and I mean all at the same time!
P A R T Y Y Y Y!!!
Suddenly the air in the gym changed. I came out of my trance and noticed a young guy standing near the entrance staring at me. His mouth was open so wide his jaw touched his neck – I swear his eyes rolled in their sockets like those wild horses in the cartoons!
I smiled and gave him one of those very friendly finger waves. I’m telling you, I could hear him gulp as he backed his way out of the gym…
So tonight when I got onto the elevator after work there he was – the same guy with a really trapped expression on his face. He did hold the elevator door for me… perhaps he did it because of a new found respect for old ladies who dance? Anyhow that’s my story and I’m sticking to it!
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