Sometimes people ask me when I find time to write. And it’s pretty much when everybody else is
at the gym.
If you’ve
been following this blog, you’ve read my thoughts about visiting a gym here, and
trying a spinning class here. From
the time I was a wee child—okay, a teenager in high school—I have been
finagling my way out of gym class, even getting a doctor’s note one time. But
now (drum roll here) I am thinking about opening my own fitness place!
Here is my
plan: First of all, we rename it. Joni’s gym will be called FITLESS
CENTER. It will only cost ten bucks a
month, and you do not need to buy workout clothes, a gym bag, or special shoes.
You just need to walk in the door and sit down.
All the
stools will spin, and you can spin round and round without working up one drop
of sweat. You will notice these stools
are very close to a dessert bar where you can enjoy any number of donuts,
pastries, and ice cream confections.
Instead of a yoga mat, you will be given a place mat. Instead of free weights, you will be given
free waiters.
Behind the
waiters will be a mirrored wall where you can see how happy everyone there
looks.
You will immediately notice the stark contrast to the expressions at the
“other gym” and you will smile. You will even think how CrossFit makes you
Cross and Fit, a combination that is not worth it.
You can wear ear buds if you
wish, but then you might not hear the specials (Meyer lemon cheesecake, salted
caramel truffles). There will be lots of
lively conversation, because this is a happy place filled with happy people. When you leave, you will not have to wipe
down any equipment or take a shower. No one
will make you feel inferior by talking about how much they lifted that day, or
when their next marathon is. Instead, you will all recommend delicious dishes
to one another, and feel the joy of sharing a great tip for next time.
You will drive out onto the
street, and somehow no other drivers will irritate you. The sun will shine brighter, the trees will
look greener, and all will seem well with the world. I think I'm onto
something here.
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