Virgin No More

At the ripe old age of 44 1/2, I've done something I've never done before. I've joined a health club. [gasp!]
Lifetime Fitness

It started out as a quest for an alternative to the public pool (and all that "public" implies), but once we saw this place, OMG! This place (recommended by our "Village of the Damned" neighbors - that's a different story) is huge. Two indoor pools, a Ginormous outdoor pool with the zero entry thing for the little ones, sauna, jacuzzi...plenty of wet stuff. About an acre of work-out equipment (almost as much as in MIO's basement ;-) ), yoga, stepping, spinning, pilates... it has all of the buzzworthy things shoppers are looking for.

Three things sold me.
1) battle of the bulge... I need to get my keg to look more like a six-pack.
2) No pressure... the tour guide membership guy showed us around, told us what it costs, then shut up. No contracts, quit anytime.
2) Atmosphere... I don't do well around jocks. And this place was full of families and average joes like me.

Did I say three?
4) This guy (and his video) was playing on every third monitor. If ever there was a sign ...
Bright Eyes

Now, I wonder if I can get them to play Layla over the sound system.

"A heart just can't contain all of that empty space; it breaks." - C. Oberst