Miracle happened this week. I went to the gym for the first time in over a year. And this is what i found. I cried. The memories! All gone! It was like an old friend had died and i missed the funeral. Sadly, i had been the first to leave so i shouldn't have been so heart broken. I had neglected the relationship. I couldn't expect it to wait around forever for me. The next morning i found myself awake at 4:45. So i got up. I got dressed. And i went to brickyard. I saw a handful of the old gang. Not like they know or care about me, but their faces were warm and made me feel at home. They are the ones who never missed. I doubt i will ever see some of my favorites, though, like the old man with the cane and the old woman who looked like mrs. claus. Guess i can't have everything the same. I am secretly happy that they have massage tables, though. Water pressure massage. Loved it. And my 60 bucks a year qualifies me to use them for free. I am VIP, unlike the 10 a month people. Here is hoping i make it back again before another year goes by.