Had a good leg day at the gym this morning, and I also got the bonus workout of exercising my will!
The gym I go to is a community facility that is run by my local county. That means the patrons are primarily old men trying desperately to stave off crippling age, with the occasional middle-aged person going through the motions of shedding some unwanted weight. The room is never crowded and access to machines, or free-weights is pretty easy and chill.
This morning there was a young woman, mid-twenties, going through her weight training. She was fit and trim. Now, I'm a firm believer that anyone should be able to do their workout without having to get scrutinized by old assholes like me, but yoga pants on Yanet Garcia level trunk is a difficult thing to avert my eyes from. I think I did a good job of ignoring her and focusing on what I was doing, so I don't think I made her uncomfortable. When Mrs. P and I were leaving, she gave Mrs. P a nod in recognition so I'll take that as a good sign.
Two workouts in one!