Wednesday, February 16, 2011


The health club--I mean, wellness center where I take a warm-water exercise class is, during the day when I go, a hot spot for older folks--they chat, hug, catch up, walk on machines or the track together or exercise in the pools keeping up a steady conversation. In the locker room, I am surrounded by naked, half-dressed, dressing, undressing, showering women 15, 25, sometimes 30 years older than I. One morning, groaning as I got dressed again, sagging and wrinkling and cane shuffling all around me, I realized that the song coming over the loudspeaker "face to face/and back to back/you see and feel/my sex attack" was Billy Idol's "Flesh for Fantasy."



photo courtesy of Olivander, used under this Creative Commons license

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