Adventures of a Former Fat Girl

I was in a kind of rush this morning, so I forgot my MP3 player. Usually, I would find a magazine or something to occupy my mind, but today I just listened to the sounds of the gym. There was the rhythmic boom, boom feet of the man running on the treadmill, the clank, clank from the circuit weights, the swish, swish of the ellipticals, the occasional grunt from the man lifting. If it would have been put to time, it could have been the beginnings of a great song. It was really quite interesting. I guess all this time with my ears plugged into my MP3, I just couldn’t hear the beat before.

Maybe, we should all just pay attention to the sounds of the gym a little more. Maybe, just maybe you might hear something worth while.