The Gym, Late Monday Morning

Sleeping in was nice. Especially on such a cold morning. But as much as she'd like to spend the day as a couch potato watching the Olympics, she needs to get some exercise done. Bundled up in her sweats, iPod in hand, she headed to the Gym.

Once there, she stretched out a bit and then hit the trainer.



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[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2006-02-20 11:09 pm (UTC)(link)
She laughed. "Why don't we just tap gloves? I don't want to get my spine crushed in retaliation." Parker patted his hand with hers, then said, "Seriously, you're getting better. And the flirting doesn't hurt for a distraction. As I happen to know."

[identity profile] cameronmitchell.livejournal.com 2006-02-20 11:13 pm (UTC)(link)
"Where do you think I learned it?" Cameron got to his feet. "Thanks."

[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2006-02-20 11:16 pm (UTC)(link)
"Thank you. It's been to long. And after you're fully recovered, we'll really hit the mats." Parker winked at him and gave him a grin before shedding the equipment. "See you later, though."

[identity profile] cameronmitchell.livejournal.com 2006-02-20 11:17 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'll keep you that," Cameron smirked and stripped off the gear, kinda grateful he was still in one piece for tonight. "Bye, Parkie!"