Violet glanced at her watch, it was only seven o'clock, which meant that there was still time to visit the Gym and have a workout. Although she wanted nothing more than to just collapse into bed right now, Violet knew she needed to exercise and work off today's overindulgence. She grabbed her things, loaded them into her Gym bag, slung it over her shoulder and slipped on a pair of sneakers, before exiting the room.
When she entered the front room, Renna was at the door, taking delivery of two huge Pizza boxes. She paid the delivery guy and turned round to see Violet heading for the door.
"Not the gym again?!" Renna said. "I feel like I hardly see you anymore."
"Well, we can't all eat what we like without consequences," Violet said. "Some of us actually have to work to stay in shape."
Renna didn't seem to be paying much attention. "I'll save you some Pizza."
Violet walked out, wondering if what she had said had sounded a little harsh. She was actually starting to get annoyed with Renna for staying in such dam good shape.
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Even though she was trying to do more walking, Violet wasn't prepared to walk all the way to the Gym, so she boarded a bus and was there within fifteen minutes. Prior to last month, Violet had never even bothered to exercise, let alone purchase a full years Gym membership. She had been quiet self conscious upon first entering the Gym, but had soon settled in. She had quickly discovered that nobody really paid attention to each other while they were working out.
Violet crammed her stuff into her locker and walked into the main Gym, which seemed to be a lot busier than usual. Violet just about managed to secure herself a Treadmill before they all got taken. She set the speed and began jogging. She still wasn't quite used to her extra poundage, and the feeling of her stomach jiggling up and down as she jogged was a peculiar one.
"Violet, good to see you!"
Violet turned her head to see Vince, her personal trainer, approaching. She had to confess that part of the reason for the frequency of her visits to the Gym lately were due to a desire to impress Vince. He was handsome, and had a perfect physique, which usually attracted the attention of many of the Gym's female members.
"Hey Vince," Violet said, continuing to jog while trying to suck in her stomach. "It's busy in here tonight, I don't think I've ever seen it so full."
"Yeah," Vince said, glancing around the busy room. "We've had an influx of new members over the past two weeks, it's gotten crazy, but the bosses aren't complaining. More memberships equals more money."
"I guess so," Violet said. "I prefer it quiet though."
"Yeah, me too," Vince smiled. "So, hows your diet going?"
"Oh...it's going great," Violet lied. "I've been doing a lot more exercise lately."
"Cool," Vince said. "Just keep it up, I gotta go check on someone else, but I'll be back to check on you later, okay?"
Violet smiled and nodded as Vince walked away. She felt bad lying to him, but she couldn't stand to admit she hadn't even begun her diet yet. Violet looked to her left, and saw a girl about twice as big as her, wearing ill fitting sweats and puffing and panting on the treadmill. Violet saw an even larger woman to her right, who seemed to have the treadmill on it's slowest setting, and was still out of breath. Violet hoped she would never let herself go as badly as these two had.
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After finishing about an hour on the treadmill, a half hour on the exercise bike and fifteen minutes on the rowing machine, Violet decided to call it a night. She was sweating heavily, and totally exhausted, and figured she had done enough work tonight, besides, there was barely enough room to move in the Gym this evening, and Vince had been too busy to pay her a second visit. She headed back to her locker, and saw a few other women gathering up their things. Two girls, who Violet guessed were about her age, were deep in conversation a few lockers down, and Violet couldn't help but eavesdrop.
"I'm getting so fat!" The one girl said, grabbing a roll of flab from her stomach and shaking it at her friend. "I don't know what's wrong with me, I'm not eating any more than usual but I keep getting bigger!"
"I know, I'm putting on weight too," the second girl said. "I don't understand it, I'm here all week, but I can't seem to get rid of these extra pounds!"
"At least all your weight seems to go to your boobs," the first girl pouted. "Look at this fat gut, I can't fit into anything anymore! I'm so embarrassed, I'm turning into a gross, fat pig!"
Violet looked the two girls over; the first girl was fairly slim, but quite chunky thighs and a huge pot belly, which was riding up underneath her sweat covered T-shirt. The second girl was curvier, and, as the first girl had said, had particularly large breasts, which didn't seem to fit into her T-shirt very well at all. Violet realised she was staring a bit too much, and looked away, before grabbing her things and heading home.
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