I’ll be honest: my first session was a comedy of errors. I spent ten minutes trying to figure out a cable machine that looked like it belonged on a spaceship, only to realize I’d been pulling on the wrong handle the whole time. A staff member wandered over, not to judge, but to casually say, “Happens to everyone—don’t worry, you’re not the first person to fight a pulley.” That’s the secret sauce here: the team actually wants you to succeed, even if you look like a confused flamingo trying to lift a car.
The Equipment: Actually Fun? Who Knew?
The gym floor is like a playground for grown-ups who’ve discovered that sweating can be addictive. There are more than 200 pieces of kit—enough to confuse a robot—including treadmills with built-in TV screens that show reruns of Friends while you run. I’m not saying I jogged an extra mile just to see if Phoebe would get the massage table back, but… I’m also not denying it. And the free weights section? It’s organized so perfectly that even your mother would approve.
