Personal Space

A man reads alone, apart from other patrons, inside a library near Boston.

    While visiting a library, I noticed that most people sat by themselves. So did I.
    People don’t want their personal space intruded upon by strangers. It creates an awkward vibe. But if a setting is already crowded, than occupying nearby seats is acceptable.
    Years ago, an awkward situation presented itself.
    I walked into an exercise room at a hotel. The space was small. Just five stationary bikes. They were lined up side by side.
    The fourth bike offered a high seat. It was perfect for me. My legs were long. The other seats were way too low.
   A young woman was the only other person there. She was peddling on a stationary bike. It was situated at the end of the line of bikes.
    I wondered whether or not to mount the fourth bicycle. It was located beside the woman. Would she think I was hitting on her?
   Another option was available. I could explain to her the situation. But initiating a conversation would also be awkward. She wore earphones. Her legs were churning. She was immersed in a trance of exercise and music. I didn't want to snap her out of that groove.
    I worked up a nerve and sat upon the fourth bicycle. My legs revved up the wheels. My workout began.
    Moments later, the woman stepped away from her bike and left the room.