At the YMCA the other day as a new member, I wasn’t yet familiar with how things are run there. As a timeless wonder to begin with, it appeared I had eons of time left after the pool closed at 3:30, to do a few sauna rounds on the 3rd floor.
During round two I intuit it a good idea to create a vortex, and so I do, while I continue to enjoy my solitude.
After the 2nd cool down I go for round 3. It is pleasantly hot in the sauna, but barely hot enough to break a sweat. I wonder if the sauna circuit is on a timer, and they have it set to shut down before closing time to preserve energy.
I go through the motions of another complete cool down and finally am at my locker, about to get dressed, when the door opens.
In walks a young lady, singing, wearing a head set, slamming the door behind her. Is she startled by my presence, or by the sound of the slamming door? She apologizes. “No need”, I assure her. “You sound great. Keep on singing!”
She does not, and resumes custodian duties quietly smiling, as I slip into my clothes. I start to feel out of place. So I ask “What time does the Y close on Saturdays?”
“Would you believe I don’t actually know?” she says, grabbing her phone, tapping away on it. “Let’s look it up… 4PM.” Here we are, nearing 6PM. “I almost considered not coming in today, with the bad weather”, she continues.
“Bad weather?” I stammer. “4PM! I thought the Y was open till 8 on Saturdays. Sorry I didn’t know. Is anyone else still at the front desk?”
“No idea, I came in through the back entrance. I’ll be at the front office, will see you there to let you out.”
Downstairs the front desk is dark and empty. Realizing I could have been locked in until Monday, I thank the lady profusely, as well as all involved in creating that vortex… It is snowing. Perfect.💜