Fat Tuesday, more naked women at the gym

This morning I was doing a little running on the treadmill at the Y, when I noticed a group of older women chatting over by the magazine racks, having a grand time, one with Mardi Gras beads around her neck, and I couldn't help smiling, because I've been in the ladies locker room and, Jesus, have I seen some breasts (and then some) so I figured she really deserved those beads, you know? Worked for them. In fact, I was surprised more of them weren't wearing beads.