My gym rocks.

When I got here I took a job at one of your typical chrome
and carpet, “Globo Gyms”.
This place SUCKED because the air conditioning was set 
to 50 degrees and no body ever sweat a single drop during 
their workouts.
So I moved to a private gym that was inside a chiropractor’s
The placed SUCKED because you have to whisper and keep
the music low, so as to not disturb the patients. 
Finally I moved to a small bodybuilding gym downtown
where I leased space from an old, anxious ex-female body
This placed SUCKED because every time me or one of my 
clients dropped a barbell or dumb bell the owner would 
shit herself and come whining to me about the damage to
her equipment.
Then I got fed up and invested every last dime I had earned
in the previous 3 years, plus more on credit cards, to open
my own warehouse gym. 
In MY gym, Strength Camp, there is:
[+] No Air Conditioning and we seat our asses off in the heat.
[+] We play heavy metal, rock and rap music as loud as possible.
[+] and, the rule about dropping weights at my gym, is that you
MUST drop the weights
, and if you break something we all clap
and congratulate you.
My gym rocks.
What about your gym?

Posted on October 1, 2012, in WAKE UP. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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