Like many happy, loving couples, they were enjoying each other's company as Saturday afternoon was turning to evening. She was wearing lipstick and a smartly coordinated outfit. He had jeans on, and said "honey" a few times while speaking to her about possible plans for the rest of the night.
They were huffing and puffing just a bit, with some sweat visible. They were, after all, working out in a gym.
After pedaling the stationery bicycle for a while, she stood and lifted weights. Then, she did some stretches. He worked out by the weight station, pulling the bar down several times, pausing a bit to talk, then doing some more repetitions. They commented about the music playing in the room.
They spoke some more about having been together for several years. He lived about 30 minutes away from her, but they would often be together on weekends and other occasions, just like other couples. They could often be seen on the beach, or at parties. Sometimes, they would venture into her building's steam room together.
As they prepared to leave the gym, he expressed how he was looking forward to the rest of the evening, perhaps a night that could include some additional physical activity with her. He leaned over to another man in the gym, as if to let him in on a secret, and whispered.
"I'll be 85 soon."
Sunday, February 17, 2013
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