I counted. There were 77 cars at my local gym this morning at 6:10 AM. Clearly, from the visible sweat, many people had been there since opening time, 5:00 AM.
Many Americans devote much energy into obtaining work where one can sit all day with no heavy lifting, and then get up early, renouncing wholesome morning sex or slumber to engage in unprofitable labor and exertion in the high-tech gyms. Do people do this in other countries? Are we insane?
About half the people at this place arrive in the morning with their work clothes or dress clothes in hand, on hangers. I see friends and neighbors every time I go.
What am I doing there? Mrs. BD insists that I remain vigorous. I love manual labor and playing sports, but I hate exercise. I am not overweight at all, so that's not an issue. Well, maybe 5 or 6 pounds. I can do heavy labor and tennis all weekend, happily, although happiest with my butt on a metal tractor seat with a cold one in my paws. On second thought, maybe happiest busting brush with dog and gun in Maine, Canada, or the Adirondacks. I dunno. Lots of things please me. Skiing too.
The sedentary work week is the issue, same as for bus drivers. Use it or lose it. That's my mantra, for now.
I would like it better if they had Teaching Company on the TVs instead of the FOX business channel.
