A few weeks ago, I told you guys about her pinning spree and her “spy” friend, Hannah. I struggled to make sense of Nancy’s online behaviors–good luck–and then tried to connect whether or not Hannah’s “visit” during my yoga shift was, in fact, a setup.
I think I have the answer now.
While I typically attend Sunday morning yoga at a different studio location, I chose to practice at my home studio. This is the same studio where Nancy and I met, even though it has been 7 months and she officially terminated her contract back in May. At that time, she claimed she was pregnant and ceased to return to the studio. As you may recall, I returned because of my spine and hip flexor injury because not all studios turn up the heat, which, according to my two specialists, helps with my range of motion.
Quietly, I have been working there–as a favor to my amazing manager and GM, who want to offer me an advanced position after a few months–and never let on that I was back. As you know, I have remained off social media and there would be little to no way Nancy would know I was back.
I didn’t count on Hannah.
Since she showed up last week, I was unsure if Nancy’s memories pins were connected to Hannah’s rare appearance for a Thursday evening class. Today, I believe I got my answer and Nancy was proven to be a liar.
Walking into the yoga studio, which is currently running a 20 in 30 day challenge for all participating members, I saw Nancy for the first time in 7 months. This 20 in 30 challenge requires yogis to complete twenty classes through the month of November. Seems Nancy signed up for an unlimited package to participate in the challenge, and it is my belief, that she completed the transaction at the yoga studio about 5 minutes from mine–you know, the one Hannah told me she worked at.
I walked in to see Nancy huddled with Hannah–surprise!–and another woman. I was stunned! I walked around dazed, briefly talking to my manager and the GM of the franchise. I could not believe it. Nancy stood talking to her cronies as though nothing happened, but I could see the wheels turning in her head that I was there. I was unable to retrieve a yoga mat because she was blocking the shelving, so I had to avoid her and go to another section of the studio.
I felt watched by her and Hannah–very high school!–as I looked for a place to collect my surprise. (Ya know, Wendy often asked me, “If Nancy knew where you were, about how long do you think it would take for her to show up?” I guess we know: exactly 2 weeks.)
Granted, I wasn’t supposed to take class at the home studio, as I said earlier…but she knows I work there, thanks to Hannah; in fact, I’m wondering if Hannah can chart my visits. I am skeptical of this because I can only see Hannah’s activity based on her visits to my studio, not hers 5 minutes away. Does that make sense?
Seeing Nancy and Hannah together solves the puzzle for me, as prior to this expose, neither were aware of the fact that I knew they were friends. The jig is up. (exposure #1)
While I was occupying myself putting my clothes in a cubby nearby, Hannah and Nancy collect theirs…ironically, a few feet away. I overhear them making forced and nervous conversation so as to avoid noticing me. Fucking guilty minds, don’t you think? So high school.
I overheard Hannah telling Nancy to meet her for coffee around 2:00p.m. and other exciting things she should do that day or others. Nancy said she’d call DAVE to let him know, etc. It seemed like she made me overhear his name.
And, by the way, she’s not physically pregnant. By her alleged pins back in May, she’d now be about 5-6 months pregnant, and while she certainly put on weight, she does not have a pregnant belly. (exposure #2)
Nancy treated me–and I know I’m just her ex, who frankly still loves her in my own twisted way–like she did before: seemingly anxious and avoidant–as though I was going to hurt her. Some things never change, do they? She’s the one who wanted to remain civil, and yet she’s avoiding me like the plague. I guess we’re right back to where we were 7 months ago.
I could see them both treating me like I was an enemy of some sort, so I decided to be the bigger person. I put my hand on Nancy’s arm, as she left, and said hello. I asked how she has been. She gave me a fake smile and asked me how I was then proceeded to leave with Hannah.
Later, I decided not to take class because I was upset about this whole ordeal so I left through the back entrance of the studio to my car, which was 10 feet from her car. I saw Nancy and Hannah hugging goodbye, but then they walked together to Nancy’s car. By then, I was in my car waiting to pull out of the parking lot. They both passed by the back of my truck looking at it and then I left.
I think Nancy knew that I didn’t stick around to take class. I simply left.
Why come back to the yoga studio where you ex is? Again. I ask this question. I could ask it of myself, but then again, haven’t I given up enough of myself? Short of entering the witness protection program, I disappeared–or as Wendy describes it, “fell off the face of the earth.”
Some wounds don’t heal.