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Wednesday, January 6, 2010
LA FITNESS @ 6:11 PM

Fitness Trainer: Time to weigh yourself.
Me: ...Do I really have to.? (I'm F****** insecure.)
Trainer: Gives an impatient look, topping it off with a glare.
Me: '(FML FML FML) *walks up to scale.*
Trainer: Tsk tsk tsk, so young. So, what are you goals.
Me: I don't have any really. (Cause I'm quite content of how I am, up until I walked through those LA Fitness doors)
Trainer: Gets even more pissed off* THE IDEAL BODY PERCENT FAT IS UP HERE. YOU'RE WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY DOWN HERE.
Me: Oh. (FML)
Trainer: Well, Sarah, what wouuld you like to do today?
Me: Run on tread mills.
Trainer: NO.
Me: (No? Why the f. did you even bothered asking then!?)
Trainer: You need to tone out with the weights, no amount of running will ever help you now.
Me:.....(I hope he's not brusquely telling this to every insecure teenage girl out there.)

Sales Person:You're not here to get a pass?

Promptly ignored.*

Me: (Well I guess I'll just go to 24 hour fitness.)
Sales person: Turns torwards my friend*
IM ONLY GIVE YOU THIS SPECIAL DEAL.TODAY.

An overused phrase much?

Sales person: YOU NEED TO DECIDE NOW BECAUSE IM LEAVING IN 40 MINUTES.

Friend decides to finally not get the LA Fitness pass.
I decided to get a pass.... from 24 hour fitness. Eat that up, LA FITNESS.

A few hours after, leaving the gym.
The sales woman is in the corner of the room.
And for some reason she didnt spontaneously greet or approach us like she did a earlier?

Sauna: Broken
Treadmill: Two broken ones.
Lockers: No coin lockers like 24 hour fitness. Had to lug it all around.
Service: I hate you guys. Now I need a fucking therapist for my even lower self esteem.

I didnt even want a pass until I actually went. Maybe half of me wants LA fitness to eat it up by going to 24 hour fitness, and the other half is really insecure from what the fitness trainer said to me. But I think I enjoyed the moments I was left alone to do whatever I want freely in the gym.

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