This week has seemed a little bit out of control, I have to admit. Lots of weird energies flying around, if you don't mind my being cosmic. However, something extremely positive has begun to happen -- gym membership.
For some unknown reason I woke last Sunday with a burning urge to do something productive. I hadn't the know-how to build a car, so I decided to tag along with my mother to Planet Fitness, East Boston.
I used to workout at Healthworks in Cambridge. Let me paint you a linguistic picture. Healthworks is a very expensive, unbelievably clean, all women's gym that smells like a spa. Yes, you will encounter rampant nakedness(my favorite was the three hundred pound woman curling her bangs in the mirror -- entirely unclothed) but other then that, it's pretty much the Nicest Place on Earth. For entry and membership to The Nicest Place on Earth, one pays about $80 a month. So, if you don't feel like working out on a scheduled work out day, you basically feel like you're feeding $20 bills into a shredder. The guilt is overwhelming. My schedule was unrelenting. My job is barely paying. I had to leave The Nicest Place on Earth.
Now let me tell you a little bit about Planet Fitness, East Boston (or as Kiley Fitzpetti refers to it "Planet Fatness").
Picture all of the guys you went to high school with that never really did much with themselves besides lift weights. And tan. If you're from Winthrop/East Boston/Saugus/ Revere, this isn't' a difficult exercise. Well, they're there. The gym itself is pleasant looking enough, but you better the hell wipe down that machine before and after use. It seems like the Eastie High football team comes here to train and flirt with the seventeen year old girls "working out" in JLo pants with something retarded printed over the bum. What does it cost to join this fitness free for all? Ten dollars. How much guilt is involved? Zero. I love it. I'm in. I even got a 'black card' membership so I can bring a guest any time and go to the location in Government Center.
Could slumming it really be my path to fitness, finally? I hope so. I've loved going so far, and Brian even came last night! He'd never been to a gym before, which was pretty amazing, but we had a great time.
I believe in you, Planet Fitness...don't give me Hep C.
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3 comments:
my sister said she sees your mom there from time to time! yes, my sister works at a gym and still goes to planet fitness. this dedication exceeds me. however, ross and i have been members of the planet fitness up here since it opened in '06 and even though i've only been two dozen times in 2 years and ross has been a handful at best, it still feels like a deal. besides, purple and yellow were emerson colors too, right? right.
Hahah yes. And your sister is the most fit human on the planet. It actually scares me in a pretty serious way.
the last time i was in a gym was in high school. but i read that technology hasn't changed much since.
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