Yesterday I worked out at the YMCA for the first time. It was strange to be in my stretchy pants and work out clothes, all the while self-conscious that my students would somehow recognize me. Most of them play ball in the gym, and with plenty of windows all around the elliptical machines, I would be hard pressed to escape their notice. I thought I was free until I looked up to see a toothy grin staring at me through the window.
[caught]
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