After a year with LA Fitness it's time to say sayonara. The great thing about this gym are the regulars. It's always nice to see a familiar face (or faces).
The bad thing about this gym (one of many flaws) is the volume of the regulars. It's not really a friendly place when you're sending hateful vibes to that one guy who always hogs the StairMaster.
I quickly learned that the sales reps earn commission to produce as many memberships as possible. They stay at work until they've signed up a minimum of five people. Why do you think the space allocated to the sales reps is so big? There are "one weekend only" specials every single weekend. Just another ploy to convert more innocent inquirers into customers.
The staff? Well, don't expect much of an intelligible answer from anyone at the front desk. They proudly state that they don't have any knowledge about the gym or it's classes. Their sole duty is scanning barcodes. And that's what you are--just another barcode.
The volume of people kills this place. The machines are run down, they're frequently breaking, and there's barely enough room to breathe. In a sea of cologne, hair gel and plastic, the claustrophobia is intensified.
Locker rooms are stocked with paper towels. That's it. I've heard disgusting stories about the men's locker room. Enough said.
Classes...they're not bad. However, they're frequently overcrowded. Pilates with Sarah was enjoyable.
The lack of parking sent me over the edge. Circling the lot for 15 minutes isn't exactly a promising way to get into a workout mindset. It's more of an erratic, "I'll kill you for that spot" mindset. Not conductive to a healthy lifestyle.
Bottom line: I was fed up. People who go here think its THE gym to go to, but in reality they're being severely ripped off. Don't fall into the trap.