Saturday, 9 October 2010

Gymbox


I have joined several gyms since I started university.  Several is probably an understatement.  Whenever there is a new funky gym on the block, I'll be sure to check it out.  It is almost like an addiction.  There is something arousing about going to a swanky gym with the state-of-the-art equipment promising to catalyze your body transformation to that of Marco Dapper, a beautiful crowd to feast (my eyes) on , sexy same-sex saunas and steam rooms (not the likes of Chariots or Pleasuredrome, mind you), and a long swimming pool, preferably with comfy decks around it and infused with chill-out music from Cafe del Mar.  Ecstasy.  For a weekday evening.

London is great in this respect; there is plenty to offer.  I have recently abandoned Soho Gyms for Gymbox, not that the former isn't great.  Dr. Christian Jensen goes there afterall =p.  I just wanted a change.  A fresh jolt of motivation.  I was attracted to Gymbox's funky design, the boxing classes (you just have to see the boxers in their gear for yourself), and apparently the most experienced personal trainers in town whom they have coined as 'very personal trainers'.  Fantastic.  

So, I met my Very Personal Trainer last month and signed up for a course of 10.  Whilst I can boast of having been a gym member for many years now, my effort has mostly been half-hearted.  I almost thought that I could get bigger and more ripped just breathing the air from the gym.  Perhaps the steroid fumes from the big guys would diffuse into my system somehow.  That said, it is not to mean that I am a fat potato couch.  I'm 6 feet, genetically lean and defined, what people would probably describe as a swimmer's body but I have always craved for a bigger built, not least so that I can stand up to the muscle marys who frequent Supermartxe, Martinee and the likes.  
week 2


Anyway, I am halfway through my course of personal training and I am liking what I see!  I will post some pics to chart my progress and satisfy my exhibitionist fetish.  My personal trainer is great for not only is he knowledgeable but he displays a fine appreciation for the male physique (em, cause he is gay according to my gaydar - I haven't had the chance to speak to him about that yet cause he almost always nearly takes my last breaths away with his hardcore sessions).  

So, I am happy with Gymbox for now.  I think I am on the right track to looking like Marco Dapper in Sloppy Seconds.  With that in mind, I need to scoot off to the gym now before it closes!  

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