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| - Okay, Pure Fitness....Here goes.
I love you because you are close to my house and relatively cheap. I love you because you are almost always clean, and there is usually plenty of machines to get my work-out on. I love you because you are open 24 hours (even though i never utilize it..) and you have a lot of aerobics classes. I love you because you have a nice locker room and a healthy amount of magazines to choose from. I love you because at least 70% of your members are fatter than me, and that makes me feel good about myself. I love you because you are not chock-full of meatheads who feel the need to grunt and scream like a bear in heat while lifting weights.
I hate you because you have really annoying staff. The only two trainers I've had there that I LIKED have either left or been let go (I don't know which). I hate you because you don't let me keep my lock on a locker over night. I hate you because when I am walking out, all sweaty and disgusting, you try and stop me to sell me something else! wtf? I already give you my $21 each month!! I hate you because half the time when I get back to my car, you have put some sort of promo crap on my windshield.
But most of all, pure fitness, I HATE your front desk girls. They make me want to stab my eyes out with their chipper squealing and incessant giggling. I realize they are supposed to be up-beat or whatever, but MY GOD do they really need to scream the songs on the radio in their nasal-y voices so loud that I can hear them on the treadmill?? And do they REALLY need to whine their hello's and goodbye's? Oh yeah, and do you guys really need to come over the intercom to make private, inside jokes so the entire gym understands you are cool?
Clearly, pure fitness, I have a love/hate relationship with you.
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