There's a woman that comes in to the gym sometimes when I'm in. She's a little lady, I think about 60 or so. She has some odd habits that I find quite fascinating. She comes into the gym area with massive headphones on, and a plastic carrier bag from a well-known local wine shop, with things in it (not necessarily wine though, you understand?) She starts off on the mats in the far corner, then goes on the treadmill, then hops onto the exercise bike, whips a book out of her wine bag, cranks her headphones up to maximum (believe me, I've heard the 'music' she plays), gets comfortable on the bike, and starts reading and listening to her headphones whilst she's exercising. She also puts the bag on the bike, so no one nicks it.
Lovely lady, don't get me wrong, just slightly eccentric. She sits like that for about 25 minutes or so, and you can tell she's really enjoying the book, and is completely immersed in the story. It just looks so odd, like a wino's crept in the place and is looking for a comfy place to sit for a few hours. Everyone else is pumping iron and is totally focused on their workouts, but this lady seems far more interested in the latest Catherine Cookson. Like I say, really odd.