quick, to the stolen exercise equipment mobile
This morning, I went to workout at the apartment complex gym, just the same as almost every other morning. Me and another girl (I don’t know her name) are the only ones who are currently using the gym because the lock on the door has broken and the ass. man (assistant manager—she really writes that under her name in official apartment communications) won’t fix it for some reason. So, like any other reasonable gym-goer, we’ve been climbing through the window.
It didn’t occur to me until today how suspicious that might look. Not being a seasoned criminal, I never thought anyone would suspect anything at all. But today, just as I was getting started, the ass. man dashed in with her key and looked startled. Apparently someone saw “someone” trying to break into the gym and steal “stuff”. I just shrugged my shoulders.
Really?—whoever you are that called that in–Really? Do you really think I was going to carry out the 3,000 pound treadmill or elliptical strapped to my back, toss it into my Jetta, and zoom off into the criminal sunrise? And anyway, the treadmill wasn’t working today. It wouldn’t go above 3.5 mph, so I wouldn’t want it anyway. After an hour that’s a calorie-burned equivalent of like 6 corn flakes.
In other exciting news, I’m on my second day of finals for my learning support students. Where did this semester go? I’ve been so busy figuring it all out that it just swept by, I guess. This weekend, in addition to Thanksgiving shopping—for my first Thanksgiving alone—I’m going to be writing my Lit. final exam. I’m going with ids this year.
The weather got warmer again yesterday. Mid 70s actually. But today it seems to have cooled off. It rained a bit last night (on account of S. Purdue’s praying) and so now there is a lovely breeze coming into the apartment. I’ll try to post a picture of the fall colors here soon. The trees have finally fully turned and are really brilliant on my way up north every day.
