if nothing else, has the virtue of being efficient.
Meanwhile, a restless wind blows and a pair of dragonflies tumble by.
EDâS TURN
A very a) toned and b) tanned girl wearing biking shorts that tastefully complement her black workout bra shouts a greeting at us over the din of the gym. A blond ponytail on the top of her head bobs as she gives us a huge smile.
âHI! IâM ERICA! AND IâM GOING TO BE YOUR PERSONAL FITNESS ADVISER TODAY! BECAUSE HERE AT BODY, INC., WE WANT TO HELP YOU HAVE THE BODY YOU WANT!â
âCAN I CHOOSE ANY BODY I WANT?â I shout back, as I spy a number of very fine female bodies I want and would be more than happy to choose from if given the opportunity.
Scout smacks me. Quark just blinks.
âABSOLUTELY!â says Erica, her ponytail bobbing like sheâs starring in an episode of I Dream of Jeannie. âMY JOB AS YOUR PERSONAL FITNESS ADVISER IS TO HELP YOU DESIGN A SPECIFIC WORKOUT PROGRAM TAILORED TO MEET YOUR INDIVIDUAL NEEDS SO THAT YOUââhere she points at me and Quark, like sheâs Uncle Sam on a recruiting posterââCAN GET THE BODY YOU WANT!â
âRIGHT ON!â Quark says earnestly.
Iâm tempted to break Quarkâs jaw and wire it shut on the spot so he canât say anything for the rest of his life. âQuark! This is not the 1970s and you are not Shaft, which means you are not allowed to say âright on.ââ
Quark may sound stupid, but at least he doesnât look stupid. Give him credit for that. I, on the other hand, look like the very definition of stupid. For starters, my legs are a dazzling shade of hairy white. If my lips didnât keep moving youâd think I was dead, my leg skin is so pale. Also, Iâm wearing one of my momâs T-shirts, which I accidentally picked up and packed in my gym bag. So instead of wearing a manly-man T-shirt that says something like âJust do it,â I am wearing a girly-man T-shirt that says âSnap out of it!â Iâve got it on inside out, hoping and praying that people will think I am on the cutting edge of workout wear fashion for men.
âERICA, SHOW THESE GUYS THE WEIGHT MACHINES WHILE I LIFT, OKAY?â Scout shouts.
Erica (otherwise known as Jeannie) happily bobs her ponytail and commands us (otherwise known as âMasterâ and âRogerâ) to follow her. As we thread our way through a thicket of weight-lifting equipment, Quark looks back with naked longing at Scout, whoâs already at a bench, adjusting for the number of pounds she wants to start off with. I look back at her, too, and suddenly I feel very, very annoyed with Quark.
âStop ogling her,â I snap at Quark, wondering when I started to use high-end verbs like âogle.â âShe isnât a piece of meat.â
âI am aware of that, Ed.â Quark bristles right before my eyes like heâs a quaking aspen. âBy the way, Ed, youâre wearing your motherâs shirt inside out.â
My spirits start to sink, not unlike the Titanic (starring Kate Winslet and Leonardo DiCaprio). If QuarkâQuark the guy who once accidentally wore Batman pajamas to school in the second gradeâhas noticed what Iâm wearing, then Iâm screwed. No doubt about it. People will stare. Theyâll gawk. In fact, I feel a pair of eyes gawking at me right now.
I look upâand gasp.
There, hanging on the wall, is a life-sized photograph of Ali! Heâs cradling a huge silver trophy the size of a punch bowl in his arms, and heâs staring straight downat me. Or at least I think he is. As Iâve said before, itâs hard to tell with those sunglasses.
The sight of Ali makes goose bumps pop up all over my arms. Damn! That guy sure does get around!
âITâS MAJORLY IMPORTANT THAT YOU LEARN HOW TO LIFT CORRECTLY,â Erica informs us as she stops in front of a machine that looks like it might have been used as an