The gym garage -- all six levels -- was crammed with lines of cars trying to stab their way into a spot so the owner could go haring up to the gym. It was 9 a.m.
After we finally found a spot so deep in the ground that the cell phone wouldn't work, we took the four escalators up to the gym. I asked the receptionist about this strange population surge and she shrugged and said, "There's a lot of food on the 4th of July - I guess they want to be able to eat it all."
There you have it from the horse's mouth - gym rats want to pig out on the 4th. The only way to statiscally compare the two sets - July and November - is to conduct a personal survey when they all come back. Frankly, I don't care that much, but have at it if you are curious.
Whatever you eat or not eat, have a wonderful 4th of July! And put down those Roman candles! Not while you're drinking beer - the similar shapes could confuse you (especially if it's not the first beer of the day) and give you a rather nasty surprise.
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