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I'm staying overnight at The Penthouse yet again. It's good for me to be at work early. I like it.

I decided to move up to an hour on the elliptical machine, like I'd been doing over the summer. After my long hiatus, I'd been doing 45 minutes at a time and I wanted this to be the week I made it to an hour. (It's not the physical exertion that gets to me, it's the fucking boredom. Even with the iPod there's only so much walking to nowhere I can do.)

At 49 minutes I was ready to call it quits, and just then, an old black man with a grizzly grey beard and a big black camera walked past the large window I was working out in front of, and as he walked by me, his face lit up into a brilliant smile and he flashed me a thumbs up. (Maybe there's something heartwarming, not pathetic, at the sight of a fat girl trying to be healthy.)

That got me going again and the last 11 minutes flew by. Thank you, old smiling man!

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