Peter stood at the edge of the gym, he put his hands on his hips as he started to walk around. He was younger when he had started the place and at his age he still wasn't that old. The gray in his beard made him look a little older than he was. He was in great shape, spending some of his time here in the gym, working out, doing some personal training when he could. He felt that most of his time was taken up with the administration of the place, paper work and the rest of the crap that came along with it.
He turned his head as the door opened and a girl that he hadn't seen before she was younger that most of the other people that used this gym. They were far enough away from the younger side of town and most got the suburban people to come in and work out here.
He watched as she went to the counter and started to talk to the receptionist. He started to walk over in that direction.
He turned his head as the door opened and a girl that he hadn't seen before she was younger that most of the other people that used this gym. They were far enough away from the younger side of town and most got the suburban people to come in and work out here.
He watched as she went to the counter and started to talk to the receptionist. He started to walk over in that direction.