I half impulsively joined a gym a few days after I got here. I'm my fathers daughter- what can I say? I love to have a place to go after work where I can shed any kind of stress that I know no one. Being able to ooggle the attractive college population creepily isn't too bad either. The differences between American gyms and European gyms are subtle and hilarious.
For starters this gym has a rifle and archery range (!) I've only seen signs for it I haven't gone to it because if I wanted a someone to pop a cap in my ass I figure I would have stayed in the states. It has a basketball court but no one plays basketball on it. They have every equipment imaginable to rent out besides basketballs- floor hockey sticks, BADMITTEN rackets, volleyballs, footballs (soccer), and more footballs. I asked them if anyone played pick up and they gave me a strange look. Yes asking to play basketball on a basketball court is pretty proposterous I guess. Also the lack of proper footwear. All of the girls I see wear these flimsy little keds with what appears to be their boyfriends football socks rolled down and scrunched up. Ladies are you going to excersise or play hop scotch? And lastly they have a ventilation issue. The whole place smells like stinky keds.
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