Yesterday and today I did my 30 minutes on the stairmaster. I feel proud of myself. I get progressively more tired during the work week, so it's felt like a real accomplishment and not easy.
Today I saw someone's jacket hanging in the closet in the gym. Yes, the gym is more like a house. I LOVED the jacket. I immediately looked it up online to see if I could find it, and I could not find it. I became obsessed (perhaps as a way to procrastinate going to the stairmaster). I was even asking people, "Is that your jacket?" Awkward. So finally I gave up and did my time on the stairmaster. Then when I got back to the locker room, there were only two jackets hanging in the closet, mine and another woman who I don't know. I said to her, "Is that your jacket?" and yes, of course, it was! I excitedly asked her where she got it. She explained that she is from Kazakhstan and that she bought it in Kazakhstan. No special jacket for me
Peace out, Exercisers!