guess what i did?

[keryx]

Guess what I did last night?

No, really. Guess!

You didn't guess "joined a gym", did you? Because if you know me at all, you know of my passionate hate for the gym mindset. The pain = gain. The appearance = health. All the wildly simplified equations and just the general unpleasantness of the places. Ick.

Anyhow. I joined a gym. My trainer has disappeared off the face of the earth, and I need program design help to figure out some of the dance-prep strengthening I want to do. So when arovd suggested that we practice together in her gym's (fantastic slippy-floored, mirrored, nicely lit) space... eh, okay.

The environment is... not as bad as I expected. There was one poster that bothered me enough I. Um. Sorta hid it. It was a small act of subversion. We went to a yogaish workout class that I enjoyed, and the space really is fantastic. The people there were reasonably diverse. The guy who showed me around was remarkably tolerant of my continuous ripping on his profession. We'll see if the trainer recommendation he made pans out.

There are a LOT of treadmills. That? Is creepy.

Comments

[keryx.livejournal.com]

Gold's. It's definitely a chain. But the gym itself is small and relatively inoffensive.

[snidegrrl.livejournal.com]

Interesting. It sounds like they treated you well when you signed up, so that's good. That's usually the number one part that sucks about signing up - the sales folks.

[keryx.livejournal.com]

It probably helps that I made it super clear that I didn't want to hear a word about weightloss, and wasn't even interested in seeing their cardio equipment (like the big treadmill cattle pen).