My lunchtime workout was rudely interrupted by a 50-ish man two treadmills down who thought that my building's exercise room was a good place to conduct business on the cell phone. Heavy sighing, stares of approbation and under-the-breath-but-audible muttering whenever he picked up his phone didn't get the message through (he was on his phone, after all) so I left in a huff and slammed the door behind me.
General rule: If you are important enough to need to talk at the gym, you should either get your own private gym or wait until after the business day to work out. If you aren't that important, turn your ringer off and focus on getting rid of that gut.
Next time, I'll tell him as much.
There, that should get rid of whatever residual cred I had, if any.
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