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Okay, not entirely new, since I joined the same gym over a year ago. But I only went a handful of times, and it’s been so long, it feels pretty damn new.
Here’s why I loved it:
First, it was supremely comforting to see all the people at the gym on a Saturday evening. It seems I was not the only person in Portland without a hot date.
Second, the people watching! Not only do you see members of hot local bands and owners of hot local bars (in this case, Ron Tom from rontoms) stripped of all their artifice and sweating it out just like suburban moms on the elliptical machine, but Portland hipsters’ and nerds’ version of workout wear is the best! Some people are just trying to look cool: vintage Asics runners with no support whatsoever, retro sweat bands worn (I guess) unironically, American Apparel running shorts. And some people obviously don’t think about workout “gear”: My favorite fellow workout-er last night was a tall, lanky dude in cutoff skinny corduroys and worn out bowling shoe-style sneakers. That can’t have been the most comfortable outfit for getting active, but he was going to town, stretching with weights and pulleys, doing situps, racing on the treadmill. For some reason, there’s nothing more motivating to me than seeing someone who is so opposite the gym rat stereotype (and there were plenty of those) going fitness crazy.