“I ducked my head, swabbing the sweat on the shoulder of my T-shirt. I liked the rhythm of the elliptical and how my thighs bunched and released with every stroke of the flywheel. I glanced over at Cathy, noting how new musculature had developed in her upper arms and shoulders. “Damn!” I panted. “What’s with the new definition? What are you doing that you’re not telling me about?” Cathy looked at me and popped out her earbuds. I heard Bonnie Raitt’s plaintive voice emitting faintly through them.... “What definition?” I nodded toward her upper body. “Shoulders.” I breathed deeply, trying to get the proper oxygen to my thigh muscles. “Mostly pull-ups,” she answered, panting as much as I was, but she never sweated the way I did. I invariably looked like a drowned rat by the time I left the workout floor, but Cathy always looked fresh as a daisy. Made me furious. Now I could also envy her muscular gain. “How many?” She grinned at me. “More than you want to do, sweetie.”MoreLessRead More Read Less
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