I went to the gym recently. Everything appeared normal as I approached…
Until I rounded the corner and approached the front doors. Normally, I feel a little intimidated walking into the gym.
Doors are heavy!
For whatever reason on this day, I tore my eyes away from my feet. I like to mind my steps, because falling down would hurt. Also, I tend to become easily distracted by attractive and unattainable men.
What I saw when I looked up filled me with a minor sense of optimism…
I went inside, making sure to smile at the check-in biometric machine that was on duty…just to leave a good impression. Then I did my little fitness thing.
When I got home, I went to the gym’s website to apply for my next dream job!
Alas…it wasn’t listed as available. Which means that someone out there has my job!
But I’m going to go back, obviously. When I do, I’m going to keep my eyes open for the person with my job.
If I see them, they’d better hope it’s not near the top of the stairs. Now that I’ve set my mind on it, I won’t be satisfied until I can hold my head high as a member of my gym’s team.
As the Before Model.