New Thing December has been delayed following the change of the spin class schedule without my knowing. Try walking to the back of the gym to round the corner to the room where you think you remember the woman showing you on that day in July when you first got the tour and when you last went past the weight room. Somewhere down that long hallway past the mirrors is a locker room, a big exercise room, and a room for spinning. That spinning room was exactly where I thought it would be, yet, through the window, I saw dripping faces peddling in the dark to "ouonce, ouonce, ouonce" on the stereo. They had already started. They were even almost done. I was 40 minutes late.
But, in a minor new thing, that was my first ever evening visit to this gym. I normally never stay past 8am. Between 6 and 7am are my favorite times. It was a different crowd. The tvs were tuned to ESPN--all of them--and not FoxNews. There were people under 30 other than me. I felt out of place.
But if things work out for me, (fingers crossed) I'll have the option of going in the evening more often. And, now that I know spin class starts before 6, next week might bring my first class.
In the meantime, I'm trying to schedule appointments for my car, my hair, and my self in the next two weeks before Jedsen gets here. It's so unbelievably strange to think that I will see him--after nearly four months--in two weeks. His body will be standing here in this room with me. I will take him to my places, I will show him my sky. I will tiptoe around in the mornings, I will brew four cups of Cafe Verona. I will be held, held again, loved again in person.
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