Kayla and Tracy

***

Kayla flung her towel over her shoulder as she stepped out of the locker.
Partially blocking the way out, she stopped and cast her gaze over the many
people sweating off the excess calories provided by plentiful food and
sedentary work. She really didn’t need this members, but she enjoyed the
occasional opportunities to hook up with women. Besides, she needed the
human contact.

“Hey K! Haven’t seen you in a week!”

Kayla turned and looked over her shoulder at the woman saying hello to her.
“Hey Suze. How are ya doing?”

“Nothing…just finishing with the free-weights. Are you about to hit the
treadmill as always?”

“Yep. You’re wearing your usual skin-tight gear I see,” joshing on her
acquaintances looks. She was wearing her usual baggy t-shirt and
sweatpants on her average height that didn’t appear overweight from
anyone’s guess. Her shoulder-length mousy brown hair was pulled back into
a pony tail, and her wan complexion looked worst under the harsh gym
lights.

“Yeah, yeah” her friend answered. “If I had a gym at home and had
rock-hard abs, arms and super-perky tits, I’d just wear a sports bra
myself!”

“True,” Kayla said as she waved for her friend to come along with her
towards the treadmills. “Remember though, I have money, and you have kids.
Certain physical things come with both, Suzie.”

“Oh, don’t I know it?” Suzie said as she worked her machine around the
machines and over to the treadmills.

She gazed back at her friend, and noticed her checking out her arms. “Eh,
no biggie,” she thought to herself as she climbed the stairs to the short
platform the treadmills were on. She chucked her towel over the railing,
then glanced over to her friend. “Ready for five miles on the hills!”

“Sure!”

They both programmed their treadmills, hit start and began their run.
Kayla flashed her friend a smile as she started to get her momentum going
on the treadmill. “So how are the kids?”