XVIII. on lucky charms at the gym

at the gym there’s a terribly fit girl — outpaces me at 15 when I’m plodding along, sweating and out of breath at 12 — who has been my lucky charm the past couple of days, always an empty treadmill one or two away from her, & she makes me try harder. / today I finished my sets quickly — doing arms and shoulders today, it hurts! — so I could go over and run next to her. / yeah, I’m fairly sure she just thinks I’m a creepy fucker.


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