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50 minutes Arc Trainer, watched the second half of the documentary movie "The Devil in Daniel Johnston" about a bipolar talented musician and artist. it was good but depressing. Jill, the woman who is always at the gym, was trudging up that stair master when i arrived and still when I left! She wears that very skimpy yet proper gym clothing that perfectly fit people can get away with paired with either a baseball cap or the type of hat you wear when it's cold outside. The second choice is kind of odd to me. It looks nice but it's a little weird. Here we both were, Sunday evening, on Mother's Day, walking in circles. She has no love for me, and I imagine that my fat, poorly dressed self is probably distasteful to her, but I still feel a a bond with her anyway, because we are both there, and it's an extra thing I can do while I work out, to muse about WTF her deal is. Why is she always there! Is she training for something?

Then I did ten minutes of stretching and went home.