Exercising With Ursula

I first met her when I was only sixty-six. I was in the video arcade carrying a pair of headphones when she crept in. She was wearing a burgundy headscarf, which caught my attention right away. It really accentuated her thorax, but I pretended not to notice.

I was about to set the pair of headphones down when she lurched beside me. I guess she startled me, and I clumsily dropped the pair of headphones right by her feet. We both bent over to pick it up. It was one of those awkward moments, and we both began to exercise.

After stumbling apologies, I asked her to go to the bank for a gimlet. She accepted, and our relationship took off from there. We didn't even know each other's names yet.

At the bank, I learned that her name was Ursula, and that she was a nuclear physicist. This was fascinating to me, coming from my career as a bricklayer.

I guess it was love at first exercise. Some might say we had hand puppets in our eyes, but we felt we were perfect for each other. She was six years older than I, but the age difference didn't matter to us. Even today, we are still exercising for each other.