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Naimi's Adventure
Chapter 2
Part 2
The next morning came as many mornings did, she was alone in a big bed feeling a bit lonely. Making the bed always made her long for Rob, seeing him take up space with his strong body made her feel safe and protected. He was her hero in so many ways.
When it came to a `plan' for the day, she was happy to think that the club was there and she figured to go in the late morning, workout a little and maybe try lunch. Nothing too extreme, she wasn't a workout girl for sure but being young meant she felt she could not totally embarrass herself.
Workout clothes – ugh. All of them so skin tight, so she pulled on her yoga pants and a tanktop. Using Jessica as a guide, she tried to dress similar, knowing it was probably what was acceptable at the club. Pulling in was interesting, the valet picked up her car, knew her name and held the door and welcomed her warmly, reminding her where locker rooms were and the key facilities. The manager had obviously given out some kind of notes about her.
So it felt a little like being a `star' because of the personal treatment. Naimi breezed into the club and looked around nervously, trying to remember where she needed to go. The various staffers helped guide her to the locker room, essentially pointing it out to her before she could ask. Thoughtful and courteous to her, she felt like she didn't belong because it was all so new and unfamiliar.
Arriving in the locker room she looked around, it was quiet, a few women moving around. She saw the attendant who gave her the way things work. Members have regular lockers but visitors and new members were to use a set of lockers that were unassigned. So Naimi received a key and headed to hers. The room was lovely with wood accents and rich tones. The tiles were large travertine tiles in lovely browns and tans that gave a warmth that is not usually associated with tile.
Naimi always felt a bit self conscious about herself as she started to change. In all honesty , her body was a vision but she had felt like it never was good enough. She felt her smile and eyes were her best attributes but to an outsider, she had so many lovely physical traits. Long hair of a deep and rich chestnut tone as well as a curvy body that wasn't too thin and not plump by any means. Of course, Naimi thought there were 5 or 10 pounds she could stand to lose but nobody who met her ever thought that.
She pulled out her workout tights and top. Using Jamie as an example, she dressed in somewhat similar fashion. Cross-trainers that were white and purple, black tights cut just at the knee and a purple top, she took a towel and her iPod out.
The first workout would be so embarrassing so rather than risk anything, she figured it's best to go and workout on the elliptical trainer. Safe, she had used one many times before and could plug in and listen to some music and soak in the people and the workout area. The rack of elliptical `runners' were set up with a decent view out to part of the rest of the club with windows to the outside. She was the only one to hop on and she mounted it and began to run. No crazy pace, just something to get moving and warm up. She figured that 30 minutes would be good enough at a moderate pace. Her iPod serenaded her with some dance/electronic/trance that she liked and she lost herself in her movements. The television screens all over showed the news and a few other channels but Naimi was in her music. 30 minutes went by so quickly as her legs pumped and her body had a gentle glow of exercise.
The women of the club seemed to be younger in the workout room. Sure, an occasional granny' came by but being morning, it was probably too late for men before work and only the housewives' and retirees could make it. She hit her 30 minutes and slowed down to cool off and just as she turned her music off, Naimi was startled by a smiling face that had snuck up next to her.
Jamie was next to her with a Cheshire cat grin and said "boo!"
"EEEP!" Naimi said and turned 3 shades of red in embarrassment. The few others in the area looked and she could feel the eyes on her.
Laughs flowed from Jamie as she savored the surprise on Naimi. `Gotcha newbie!' she said in her bright smile. Covering her face, Naimi was so ashamed for her sounds. She looked at Jamie who had a disarming smile of pure happiness.
"Awww, come on sweetie, don't clam up, I just wanted to say hi" Jamie said with a bounce. "Welcome! I'm Jamie Trumot and we met yesterday ."
Naimi composed herself and smiled; "I - I'm Naimi" she stammered. "Sorry to make that noise, you surprised me." Jamie jumped up onto the elliptical runner next to Naimi and started to slowly pedal and program a workout. "Come on, you can run with me and we'll talk!" Jamie grinned.
"I was just about done..." Naimi tried to claim.
"Nonsense girl! I saw you, you're sandbagging it, let's get a real workout, get your body moving, get your clothes soaked and feel like your alive!" Jamie said like a motivational speaker.
Naimi smiled as Jamie leaned over and started to reprogram her workout program. It was set to cross-country/mountain in a blink.
"Seriously, I am done, you don't have to..." Naimi tried to say but was suddenly shut down with a "OK, GO!" by Jamie. Then off they both went. Eliptical runner programs at a higher pace than Naimi was ready for, she almost stumbled as the resistance shifted and she felt like she was in a pure sprint. If looking like an idiot was something Naimi wanted to avoid, she was doing a poor job of it. However, Jamie wasn't mean, she was motivating. She pushed and encouraged her and Naimi felt the rush of trying to push her own body to keep up with Jamie.
Side by side they charged on the workout machines for the most strenuous workout Naimi may have ever had in her life. The tensions and pace changed with the glow of red lights telling her when to run fast, when to climb, and when to do both. It burned her leg muscles and her lungs as she tried her best to keep up.
She felt like she was in an oven of heat from the strain. Her heart pounding inside her chest so strongly that she could feel her head throb with each pulse. Naimi could see the drops of sweat flowing and hitting the black of the elliptical runner panel. Thinking to herself "I am a total mess" she pressed on until the mercy of the words `cool down' showed on her screen.
Jamie let out a laugh of satisfaction as they both finished the `race' they had been on.
"Whooo!" Jamie exclaimed as they both slowed down. Using her towel to blot her face and chest from the beads of sweat on her sun-kissed skin she celebrated the fact they had both made it. Naimi tried her best to keep from collapsing, her young body could take it, barely. She was just out of shape enough to realize that her body could do it but that she'd pay a heavy price the next day.
Jamie, obviously in far better aerobic shape smiled and dismounted her runner and consoled Naimi with a hand off the machine so she could step down and catch her breath.
"Come down sweetheart, Jamie is done with her evil torture."
Groaning Naimi's wobbly legs moved her to a nearby workout bench and she used her towel to try to cover her soaked face and deep breathing.
"Th-Thanks" she said meekly.
Handing her a fresh water bottle that was ice-cold, Jamie grinned "you earned it." Naimi took the bottle and savored the cold nothing taste of water which was totally refreshing.
"Now I have a workout partner! That routine would have killed virtually any of the other ladies here at the club" Jamie crooned between a few long sips from her water bottle.
"I think I am dead" Naimi joked as she tried to compose herself.
"He he, that's good, but wait until tomorrow, you're bod will ache for sure if you haven't pushed hard in a while. That's a shame because you have such a cute figure and a workout like that will take you from cute to drop-dead gorgeous in no time." Jamie said as her eyes scanned Naimi for good measure.
"I'd blush if I wasn't already flush from my near death experience" Naimi offered back.
"You've got some real fire" Jamie said with a wicked grin. "Just remember, you'll probably need the spa tomorrow for a rubdown and a whirlpool tomorrow, if you can get out of bed."