It took less than a minute. After a positive start with a pleasant greeting from the receptionist, I swiped my brand new gym card and ventured for the changing room. Closed. Closed until further notice for refurbishment. Damnit. My optimism sank like a cell phone dropped in the sea. Anything that happened after this followed a similar line:
- they only have one balance board; I need two
- they have a funny sitting version of leg curl; I hate it
- their leg press is awkward; don't like
- the machines don't display weight, but numbers 1-10; WTF?
- the construction workers are sometimes in the spinning room, sawing and measuring and stuff; a tad awkward when I'm about to do the interval cycling.
I miss my rehab gym - and CJ!
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