Before Paris he even had a personal trainer at our gym. So this past Saturday was about time we finally joined a gym. I'm not sure what took so long but I can make a few excuses.
|These are the women at my gym. Ready to go.|
*Image courtesy of Contrex commercial
Rumor has it they are really expensive. While they definitely are not cheap, it really is no more than joining New York Sports Club. You do have to pay the entire year up front. Kind of weird. But that's France - kind of weird.
We were a bit put off by the hours. I find it hilarious that it doesn't open until 7:30am and isn't open on Sundays. We decided to laugh about this fact for two weeks instead of just joining. We're lame sometimes. But still, not open on Sundays? Shutting at 8pm? What?!?! Only the French would have an establishment open when no one can actually go.
Either way, we finally joined. It was probably the easiest thing I've ever done in France (well, that Sir Lancelot has done for us in France). It took a total of 20 minutes and they didn't need an electric bill to take our money! A French first!
We joined the Club Med gym because it's the closest to our apartment - only about a 7 minute jog. Growing up I associated Club Med with vacations and cruises. Here it's all about funny Parisiens in Euro exercise outfits.
We had an option of joining the normal membership. Or the "upgraded" membership which means we get ONE towel per visit. One towel?? What is this? I had a roommate that used to steal the towels from NYSC to clean our apartment! Equinox was a towel party (a eucalyptus smelling towel party I might add). I didn't realize thin, rough towels were such a commodity here. We opted to not pay the extra 200 euros a year for a towel.
|These people live in my gym.|
The entire place as Lancelot said is "quite jolly." He likes it because the building used to be Gustave Eiffel's atelier. I like it because it looks like MTV came in around 1997 to decorate the space to look like the fire house in Real World Boston (you know you watched it). The walls are bright green, orange and pink and there are random hallways and staircases. If I'm lucky I might turn a corner to see Montana peering out from behind a large aquarium talking on the house phone.
I went yesterday for a yoga class which was really just an old lady stretching class in the dark. We did more deep breathing than stretching. Today I went to try out the weights and treadmill.
Stupidly I went at 12:30pm - the lunch hour. Which means there would actually be people there and means more opportunity for me to have a run-in with anyone.
|These are the guys that lift weights at my gym.|
If anything, I looked damn good in my LuLuLemon. Especially as I walked home in it. In public.