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]

It was a garbage can that said something like "Keep our beaches beautiful" in all big type, with "...and throw away the trash, too" in little types below.

There were just so many disturbing things about it that I couldn't look at it again.

[peregrin8.livejournal.com]

Ugh. I hope you hid it well!

[keryx.livejournal.com]

I hid it by taking it off the wall & turning it backwards. It was more pointedly than "well".

[queerbychoice.livejournal.com]

I really, really, really love that you have the nerve to do things like that when stuff is offensive.

[keryx.livejournal.com]

I'm not sure it's nerve so much as just being kinda fundamentally self-involved. But I like the sound of "nerve" better.