It
being half term week, the community college gym was bereft of its usual
Wednesday night crew, giving me exclusive access to the equipment at least for
the first half hour and enabling me to sing along to my I-pod without embarrassment;
I took the opportunity to work out to Carole King’s Tapestry album, one I
normally avoid in a crowded gym in case I get carried away and belt out some
catchy but inappropriate lyrics such as “you make me feel like a natural woman”
or even worse “I didn’t know I could get satisfaction, from just one man”.
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