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~Sunday~  We had a leisurely morning. Casey did some laundry and a little volunteer work for Distributed Proofreading, which is "an organization that provides a web-based method to ease the conversion of Public Domain books into e-books."

I worked on catching up a few days of my blog, with it taking an inordinate amount of time to finish the Thursday entry, which was about my boss' retirement gathering. I think there was something going on there in terms of some weird emotional connection of finishing the blog entry with it all actually "being over."

I seem to be perpetually behind on my blog these days. Oh well. All I can do is keep plugging away at it.

At just after 2:30, we headed down to NC State University, where I sent Casey to the university library, DH Hill, and I went into my office for about three hours. I didn't finish what I wanted to do, but I got most of it done, stopping in a place good enough to allow me to finish first thing in the morning.

My mom called while I was there, which was "right on time," as I was just telling Casey how long it'd been since we'd talked, noting that the phone line does go both ways. It was good to receive a call from her without something being "wrong." She did note in the course of the call, though, that my cousin's son died, which of course sent me directly to Google after we hung up.

Of course that makes me wonder, "What happened?" I only knew Lee when he was a very, very small child, as 1) my cousin (Lee's dad) and his wife (Lee's mother) divorced when he was still very young, and 2) we moved away from the Fall River area as my dad was on "recruiting duty" in the Marines, which meant I went to a different school the first through the seventh grades.

After a quick stop at home, I dropped Casey off at the Hardee's over at Avent Ferry and Gorman, and I proceeded to the gym, where I did a 40-minute cardio workout on the elliptical machine, registering a 767-calorie burn.

At about 6:15, I saw "that guy" come in, carrying a small gym bag that seemed rather limp, intimating it was fairly empty, and after coming out of the men's locker room he passed behind me, and then stopped. Then he turned around and came back and got on the elliptical machine right next to me. I thought, "He's reading my blog and he's yanking my chain." He leaned all the way forward and pushed his legs all the way back. I thought, "Oh, he's stretching." He "stretched" for about five minutes and then got off the thing and went somewhere else.

I purposely didn't look where. Oh well. At least he wasn't doing this:

I was surprised that Casey wasn't home when I got home, as he was supposed to walk back from Hardee's after he ate. Turned out, he'd stayed there a little while to read after he'd eaten, and he arrived home shortly after I did.

I made a comment like, "I guess I'm not going to have that banana bread with my coffee in the morning," teasing him about banana bread that he'd said he was going to make. He jumped right on it, thanks Casey, and it finished cooking just before our planned departure time to meet Joe at Flex for some scareyoke.

We did just that, and it was just that. We left Joe there right at 11:00.


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Oct. 5th, 2010 01:47 pm (UTC)
that guy
I hope this is positive news: that guy is cruising you.

I have run into this type of gym behavior before, and I can say with 90% assurance that this is cruising behavior. It may seem weird to you, but some (or, many) people think that when they do this, they are acting in an approachable and friendly way.

Next time he does something like this, say hello and see what he does. Either he will run away like a scared bunny, be a nice normal (and shy) person, or be someone who keeps saran wrap and duct tape in his trunk. I have found it is best to learn which type of person you're dealing with, so you can either befriend them or make it clear they need to keep their distance.
Oct. 5th, 2010 02:10 pm (UTC)
Re: that guy

LOL. Daniel, you are funny. I couldn't be more sure that this guy is not cruising me! I have never, even once, seen him glance at me. In fact, the entire time he was next to me in what I described above, he was looking either straight at the TV screen ahead of him, or to his left, while I was to his right. (And believe me, I was looking often enough out of the corner of my eye at him that I'm quite sure I would have caught him glance my way, even for a second.) Maybe he thinks I'm stalking him! LOL!

With that said, even if I thought so, I would never start a conversation with him. The gym in not a place where I enjoy being at all social. I am there to workout, and get out. I'm there with a goal I want to accomplish, and I want to get it done, and move on. I do enough socializing in my life outside of the gym. :-)

Even when I went regularly, and I mean 4-5 times a week, with my friend Kevin, we never talked while we were there. And when I went recently with my friend Jen, even though we were side-by-side on elliptical machines, we didn't talk. I mean we said hello when I first got there, and we did have an occasional glance at each other over a shared laugh at something that was up on the TV screen in front of us, but that's it.

I'm not saying I ignore the people I know, I'm just saying it's not a place where I want to chit-chat or make small talk in any way, even with my friends, so I'm certainly not going to initiate anything with a stranger.

Thanks for making laugh today, and for your continued reading and commenting!

Edited at 2010-10-05 02:13 pm (UTC)
Oct. 5th, 2010 04:13 pm (UTC)
Re: that guy
This gave me a big laugh, because we are so much alike.

The behavior you described is how people try to sidle up to people like us. They don't see us talking to anyone else in the gym, so there's no way for them to ask someone else about us, so they try to make themselves noticed so we can approach them.

I know it sounds backwards, but this is the way of the world.

Most of the time, when guys do this to me, it is exactly as you describe. One time, it went a little further than that.

A guy who was a real specimen started out with the usual, getting on the treadmill to my right, and then when I switched to an elliptical machine, moving to a machine to my left, and then when I went to the stair climber, he went over to a treadmill directly in front of me and lowered his gym shorts. He was wearing lycra shorts underneath his gym shorts so it wasn't one hundred percent outre.

I ignored him completely (because I'm not a gym slut) and went to go do yoga in the aerobics room, which was empty. He came and stood in the doorway, staring at me. Again, I totally ignored him until he went away. He tried everything he could try to get me to say hello or talk to him, without talking to me first.

This happens all the time. And I mean all the time.
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