It took me a while to decide about which encounter to write about first, and then an even longer while to find the time to sit down and actually write it. This happened the fall semester of my freshman year in college when I was 18.
I was on the swim team in college, but early on, I sustained a rotator cuff injury and needed to take some time off from the pool. I needed to keep my cardio up, so I took to heading to the gym a few nights a week (9 o’clock or so) to use the treadmill. Morning workouts weren’t really my thing and I was much more of a night owl anyway.
The treadmills at the gym were all in one long line facing a mirrored wall. It was awkward to run while staring at yourself so I mostly just zoned out and listened to music on my iPod.