Girls Who Score by Ily Goyanes

Author:Ily Goyanes
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Cleis Press
Published: 2012-07-16T04:00:00+00:00

I remembered the newsletter from about a year ago announcing the company had taken a storage room in the basement and converted it into a fitness room for employees to use before and after business hours, but I’d never been down there until the first night of boot camp. It was nice. One half of the room was an open space. Filling the other half were two rows of stationary bikes and treadmills. There was a weight machine in the corner. None were in use. I assumed it was because the room had been reserved for our class. When I got there, a couple of women I really didn’t know but had seen around the office had their workout mats spread out on the floor and were chatting with each other. I smiled at them and headed into the changing room, another storage room that had been remodeled the year before. Lockers lined three of the four walls. The fourth was made of mirrors. In front of the lockers were long wooden benches. I found a locker without a lock on it and sat down in front of it.

Since I’d had to go to Target to buy an exercise mat, I’d figured I might as well get some new workout clothes to go with it. I stripped off my work clothes and slipped into a pair of gray sweatpants with blue stripes down the side, a loose-fitting navy T-shirt, and a pair of plain white Chuck Taylors. Then I checked myself out in the mirror. Yep. Pretty darn cute.

A few other women had arrived while I was changing clothes. One of them worked two cubicles down from me and she smiled when she saw me. I waved. I was about to set myself up next to her when our instructor walked in the room.

“Good evening, ladies,” the instructor said. “Welcome to boot camp. My name is Kerin, and I’ll be busting your butts today.”

There was some quiet laughter from the other women, but not from me. I was too stunned to laugh. Or speak. Or think.

Kerin was probably in her early thirties and not very tall. She had short, spiky blonde hair with black roots that reminded me of the guy on “Diners, Drive-Ins, and Dives.” She had on a pair of tight black capris and a purple sports bra with a Nike swoosh between her breasts. Her outfit couldn’t have been tighter or shown more of her flat tummy. I supposed that was the point. Was it possible to have negative body fat? I’d never seen anyone so…solid. And I couldn’t take my eyes off of her. I think Kerin noticed. She moved to the front of the class and put her hands on her hips.

“I’m glad to see you all here today,” she said. “I don’t believe in wasting time, so lets get started with some stretches.”

Kerin demonstrated what she wanted us to do and the rest of us followed her lead, stretching our legs, arms, backs. I could feel the strain in my muscles as I tried to touch my toes.

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