I admit it... I am a gym diva....

My bestie invited me to come and join her gym. It is in the inner city and looks like someplace Rocky would have worked out in his first movie. A big boxing ring, heavy bags, free weights, a few treadmills... and not much else. It certainly wasn't much to look at, but I thought I would give it a go. The people there were VERY nice and were welcoming. After just three weeks, I went to a gym close to my job that is clean, and shiny, and has cardio theater, and 8 large screen TVs.... and beautiful equipment.... because that is just how I roll. I know.... it makes me a diva.... but I just couldn't stand being in that grungy, broken-down looking place. Ewwww.