"I know what you mean," Chelsea said, leaning back to lie down on the bench. "I'm so self conscious these days about my weight. I've seen too many people in chairs let themselves go and get that little gut working." She gripped the handles and set herself up for the first rep. "Not me, although this cruise is putting me to the test!" She looked up at the ceiling and wiggled her fingers on the bar. "So where is home, anyways?" she said as she pushed upwards on the machine with a grunt.