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After work, I raced over the YMCA to work out, wanting to beat the late afternoon rush. I arrived in time and could see that there were many free machines as I walked through the entrance. And then, once in the locker room, it occurred to me that I was at the gym without any running shoes. I had left them at home by the door.
So, with no other choice, I packed my stuff back up into my gym bag and came home. It crossed my mind that I could grab the shoes and drive back to the gym a second time, but that just didn't appeal enough to follow through with it. I comforted myself with a lemon cranberry scone.
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