Last night I went to the super yuppie gym because I couldn't wake up to get to my normal semi-yup gym. Attendance seemed low as I would expect from a friday night, strong sleek physiques, professionals keeping tip top, exercise bike people, and the unshaven, unstreamlined but with new tennie shoes me. I rifled through my chest/tris/legs workout along with a little arms and back so I guess I got the most of my one hour visit. Some good work coming from our small group, not much talking just work. Many multicolored sports drinks downed by the guy who spent the hour punishing his shoulders. One girl wanted to do pull ups but couldn't reach the bars, she kept jumping and jumping. I saw here while I was doing straight bar curls and wanted to help but she got frustrated and walked away..oh well, I'm sure she'll get it next time. Perfect autumn weather, stopped at Starbucks on the walk back for a big coffee and a looksee at the Times.