Spotted

I was standing on the stool to do one-legged squat when I looked out through the window to the reception. There he was. At first I didn't recognise him. I thought 'I know that face'. Then I realised. Almost fell off the goddamn stool in surprise. MJ.

With a hat on.

Now, I live in Sweden but at the moment we're enjoying 25+ degrees Celsius so a hat is by no means necessary. Once I'd been staring at him for a minute or so, and he continued on, I did my squats, then went on to lunges. Out of the corner of my eye I could see him pass in the corridor, glance into the gym and go to his office. Later on, he came back, looking into the gym of course (me thinking "don't look, don't look, don't look!"). When I was finished I passed him again - still wearing the hat - with a client in his little shop room (conveniently placed on the way out from the changing rooms).

Tan, tall & tight - that's my MJ!

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