January People

They're back! There's one over there on the StairMaster. Two more on the treadmills. The gym is packed with guys and gals who made New Year's Resolutions to get into shape. The January People.

Most of them will be gone by February, but for now it's a pain in the butt. I haul my sorry self out of bed every morning (well, most mornings) at 5:15 so I can exercise in a relatively empty place. This morning, the place was packed. I hate that.

It's partly my fault. I've gotten attached to certain machines there, which is a dumb thing to do. There's one StairMaster that I really like to use on my cardio days. Now I get upset when someone is using it, or, as happened this morning, someone is using the machine right next to "mine."

I know I should just use another one and not worry about it, but I'm bothered by it anyway. Out of all the identical steppers there, it is the best, dammit! Mr. Spock would say "That is not logical." I would say, "Bite me, Mr. Spock."

It should only be another three weeks or so until it's back to the regulars and goodbye Januarians.