How I Almost Lost My Life in a Fitness Center
I had been accustomed to go to the fitness center located in a park in our neighborhood for a workout every evening at 4 PM each day. The place was usually opened by the time that I arrived and there were usually four or five people and the instructor at the place by that time. Then by 6 PM (when I was almost leaving) was when most people would be through with their daily activities and that was when the place became busier.
One day I went there as usual but then I noticed something peculiar. The doors were all locked, something which was strange. I came and just stood by the front entrance momentarily. I looked at the door, obviously looking for a notice of apology but there was none. Usually, when I go for my workouts I leave my phone at home so I couldn’t call the instructor and inquire what was wrong. I stood there for around five minutes or so before turning to leave.
As I was leaving I thought I heard a squeaking sound; maybe a door opening or something. I turned around and went back to the door but it was still locked with no signs of anyone opening it. I listened for a moment to see if I could hear any sound again, but in vain. I wanted to turn back and go, but something told me to try the door.
I held the knob and slowly it turned. It wasn’t locked. I pushed it opened and my eyes were quick to glance about and the first thing that I saw was a pool of blood at the far end of the fitness center. Fear gripped me. I intermittently looked on the right of the center only to be met by the unconscious body of our trainer. Quickly I ran to help him. I touched him and thought that he was dead.
I went to the phone on his desk and I was trying to call for help, a sharp bang came through my head and threw me on the ground. The pain was so excruciating that I screamed hard as I fell on the ground.
“Quiet!” I had a deep voice shouted at me as the guy who stood in front of me raised a heavy bar to hit me again. I couldn’t wait for that. I had been training for months now and I felt that I should do something to save myself. Swiftly, I evaded the blow but not another one which quickly followed as the attacker kicked my ribs really hard. This was more painful. I tried to yell but his metal bar got me squarely on my shoulder.
By now I was in deep pain and couldn’t even think straight. I never even noticed when the instructor managed to get up and using a dumb bell he hit the attacker on the head so hard thus bringing him on the floor unconscious.
He then quickly ran and called for help. An ambulance came we were taken to the hospital. I later came to learn that the maniac had been accusing the fitness instructor for cheating with his wife who also frequented the fitness center for a workout. Whatever the cheating meant, the attacker never got away with it as he was sentenced to four years in prison.