As most of you know, I travel with some exercise equipment. It makes me feel less guilty when I indulge in the local goodies. The weights are simple to assemble; they just need to be filled with water. The exercise ball, however, needs to be inflated and it is becoming increasingly difficult to find gas stations that have air machines. Rather than drive around aimlessly I decided to try a tire store. The young man wasn't sure what it was for, but he was a good sport and agreed to help me out. His only concern was that the ball would explode if he inflated it too much. So, I kept reassuring him that it was fine and that I would tell him when to stop.
