Outrospective
Monday, July 10th, 2006
I took a tour of Equinox today, a very fancy gym near my office. It was like visiting a whole different universe. Now I have to tell you, I’ve never been one of those energetic sporty girls. I used to wear a lot of black, and not wake up before noon, and I never once thought it would be anything less than torture to play beach volleyball. I never had a tan, or a trainer, or an eating disorder. Even writing this post, I had to spell check “exercise”- and it was wrong. But I guess there comes a time when smoking and walking a lot just doesn’t cut it, and you need to actually do something to counteract sitting in front of a computer all day getting carpal tunnel.
The membership lady was very nice as she ushered me into the area where you “do cardio” but I had to confess at that point, that I had never set foot in a gym in my life, and didn’t even know what “cardio” was. Yes, everyone thought that was very cute. Cute little me, starring as my friendly happy self, when I’m really just a negative creep, the impostor in your elevator, planning on going home to chocolate chip cookies, cigarettes, and last night’s episode of Deadwood (not necessarily all together). Can I really pull this off? Can I really pretend to be one of those people, and participate in conversations with them at the juice bar? Could I seriously, without a trace of sarcasm or irony, say “I’m going to spinning class” on my way out the door?
