A day at the gym_(1)
I was sore all over from my workout at the local gym. Until recently I never really thought about working out, but my friend Mike took me here once, and I was hooked. The rush of all my hormones and other chemicals felt great. I was only leaving because they were starting to close up, they closed at eight-thirty, and it was eight. Most people had left, and the only other person in here was Jeff. He was getting off the treadmill and was heading to the locker room, just as I was. Now Jeff was a ripped guy and was on the school’s varsity football team. In only a few weeks they had state championships coming up, and he was determined to help bring home the golden first place trophy. He had countless girlfriends …