Given the heat I've given up running until mid-September, when the locals claim it cools down. I've been working out at the Tumbleweed Rec Center, the city run community center, but someone there suggested that I try out Lifetime Fitness, a private club in nearby Gilbert. Both are equidistant from my place so I gave it a shot on Friday.
Let me tell you, I thought these places only existed in movies (and NYC, where nothing is too ridiculous). This place has a spa, a cafe, televisions and leather sofas in the locker rooms and three water slides. Tile and mirrors and spritey employees are everywhere. The main gym is an endless floor of machines, and people looking absolutely miserable on them. People never look that happy at the gym, but the sheer mass of sweaty, unhappy faces says something about misplaced American ideals, not to mention energy. It makes our society look so...mechanical, and removed from nature.
But, off my soapbox. I may be too classless (and too poor) to join Lifetime Fitness, but luckily my classlessness allows me to guiltlessly take advantage of the free seven day trial membership. And so today, after working out on the floor of the sweating dead, I lounged by the outdoor pool, reading and listening to the satellite radio piped in pool side.
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