Thursday, January 18, 2007

A Lesson from Driving to the Gym

One of the many reasons that Husband and I continue to pay exorbitant fees for our gym now that our main location is a hole in the wall is because we can still access other locations that are not holes or dank basements. This includes gyms in Los Angeles, a place I never go; San Francisco, a city I used to visit frequently when I was a gainfully employed member of society; and Chicago, where my parents live. There are four locations in Chicago, all in ridiculously upscale areas, the closest being in a suburb about 15 minutes up the higway from my family compound.

Thus I found myself in the funny situation of driving to my workout. I know that for every other American who does not live in NYC, this is not funny at all, but completely normal. In fact, during summers when I lived with my parents while I was home from college, I used to drive to the community center abut 3/4 mile from their house so I could walk on a treadmill. Still, these days, I generally walk to my gym. No matter where I've lived in NYC, I've always gone to a gym within 5 or 6 blocks from my apartment. Part of the warm-up and cool down was the walk to and from the gym. Now that my gym is a dank basement, Husband and I even sometimes walk 3/4 mile to work out at a nicer branch of our gym, although now that it is freezing out, we love the dank hole.

Anyway, my point is that I discovered something important while driving to the gym on Sat. The radio was on in the car, and Living on a Prayer by Bon Jovi came on just as I turned into the parking lot. I sat in the car for a few minutes so that I could car dance to at least the first chorus refrain, and that's when it struck me: my iPod had no Bon Jovi on it! This must be fixed. What have I been thinking? And just think, had I not driven to the gym, this error of my ways might have continued undiscovered!

6 comments:

super des said...

My gym has onelocation. I can't complain though, because they opened it right where I had always wished there was a gym. That means vations (and trips uptown) are workout-free.

Debra said...

Ok. This is also a serious oversite on my part.

Might I suggest a post where we solicit great workout music recommendations??

I'm trying to get all my music into ITunes so I can use their "beats/minute" analysis to choose a great music at my own 3 MPH pace. (btw, oddly, Boogie Shoes is a perfect pace song.)

Anonymous said...

No Bon Jovi? What if absence of Bon Jovi becomes a social disease and spreads? It pains me to read this post. I feel like I've been shot through the heart, and you're to blame! It's your life. It's now or never. Get Bon Jovi on your iPod!
-J

SUEB0B said...

When we travel, Mr Stapler always insists I book a room at a hotel with a gym, which is often quite a bit more expensive. How many times has he used the hotel gym? Zero.

Alex Elliot said...

What drive to the gym?!!! Who does that :)

Suzanne said...

Debra, that's a great idea.