Even though I teach classes at a wellness center, I do
not work out there myself. The main reason is that there are many members who
know me and like to talk to me. I love to talk to people but it does not make
for a very effective workout.
Instead, I work out at my own studio where I have my own equipment,
and the only distraction is my dog.
But the other day, I got some guest passes to another
fitness club in town, and today I decided to go there just to see how I would
like it. It was a very familiar location; years ago, I trained clients there
for a short period of time. It had changed hands numerous times since but in
many ways was still very much what I remembered.
As I walked in and presented my guest pass, I was
immediately sized up as a potential member, and before I knew it, a very
friendly young lady came out of nowhere willing to show me around. I marveled
at her attire with dress and heels which did not seem to point to a fitness
club. But she was perfectly happy to leave me alone when I told her that I
really just wanted to work out.
As I meandered through the club, I made a mental note of
the improvements in the technology of weight training machines. Remarkable as
they are, I never took a shine to them and instead decided to entertain myself
with a cable tower which pretty much allowed me to do anything I wanted to do (and
which I could just as well have done at my studio where I have this apparatus).
Next I spotted some balls and Bosus, great favorites of mine. My plans came to
nothing, though, because the balls were soft as marshmallows. All the while I was there, music was playing,
and it was not as much background as I would have liked it to be. Granted, my
love for classical music makes me an outsider in fitness clubs. After having a
really good time at the True Stretch, I left.
I realize how fortunate I am to have what I want right
here in my basement, complete with dog and classical music playing in the
background. Fitness clubs and wellness centers play an important role, and much
good comes from them (as long as people use them).
But still….. for me, there is no place like home.
