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I joined a gym. I workout five days a week. Been doing it fairly religiously now for two months. For awhile, I was seeing a personal trainer on weekly basis as part of an introductory deal. He was an attentive, nice guy with a slight sadistic streak that I suspect all personal trainers possess. My introductory period ended.

Last week, he offered me a donut from Spudnuts, a place where magical creatures use their powers to turn potatoes into donuts. This week, he gave me two sugary sweet little cupcakes in celebration of July 4. Next week, I'm hoping for BBQ shrimp wrapped in bacon dipped in Mexican butter.

I'm beginning to see how the business plan for my gym operates.