Day off today. Yesterday I went to the hotel gym before my flight home from Portland. I did a half hour on the treadmill (speed 3.5, Random program- level 9, incline .5 to 7.1), 15 minutes of weight lifting, and 15 minutes of yoga. The hotel gym was a generally empty room in the basement open 24/7, room key operated, and hence it was like a temple, so peaceful. There was an overhead t.v. that played out loud but I turned it off and hid the remote under a pile of towels one day and then, when that was too easy, in the Kleenex box the next day. Some lesbians came in to do their laundry (the laundry room being directly connected to the gym like a suite), and I chatted with them while they waited for their laundry and I was on the treadmill. Actually I had thought they were a couple but it turned out one of them was a lesbian and the other was her straight sister. The straight sister said in her Kentucky accent (me being from Ohio), "What was I going to do when I found out she was a lesbian? Stop spending time with her? I couldn't because I already loved her." Kind of heartwarming, definitely better than watching television.
