Feminist reflections on fitness, sport, and health
Author: Sam B
Philosopher, feminist, parent, and cyclist! Co-founder of Fit Is a Feminist Issue, co-author of Fit at Mid-Life: A Feminist Fitness Journey, published by Greystone Books.
I bought a thing this past weekend, an under-the-desk walking pad.
I’m a long-time fan of standing desks but in recent years, through knee surgery, I haven’t used the standing option as much I used to. Lately though I’m back at it
Lately, I’ve been reading more and more about the benefits of breaking up your day with short walks. Read here for example. But with my big busy job I can’t always get away from my office.
What’s the difference between a walking pad and a treadmill?
A walking pad is for staying gently active during a workday without breaking a sweat. It’s not that sturdy and can only go at walking pace. Mine has an adjustable incline but you need to adjust it manually.
A treadmill is for actual cardio exercise. If you want to run or get your heart rate up significantly, you need a treadmill not a walking pad.
But if like me, you just want to avoid sitting for 8 hours straight, a walking pad does the job nicely — and fits easily under a standing desk.
Also, there’s the not-so-small matter of price. My little walking pad was under $200, and treadmills are more like $1000 and up.
Oh, and noise. Walking pads are also much quieter than full-on treadmills— a real office consideration.
How am I using it so far? Yesterday I did a mix of standing, sitting and walking. I liked the variety. It’s easy to walk during meetings or when reviewing documents. More serious reading, and definitely writing, require, for me, staying still.
My 2026 word of the year is Expand, and it turns out that includes expanding what counts as movement during a desk-heavy day
How about you? Have you tried one of these things? At home or at the office? What do you make of it?
I read Sam’s post, the one about fitting into a bandeau. I launched into what was turning into a rather long comment, checked in with Sam, and she advised me to write more as a post. So here’s where my comment started:
Yes! Yes! Yes! I rushed over to your age 74 post – I am 74. All of these pointers towards being less judgmental are SO important. At my age, my fitness level is close to what it was when I was 20, better than when I was 30. But one of my very closest friends has an auto-immune condition that began when she was about 4. By the time we met – high school – she was frozen into a sitting position. No loss of control, just joints that arthritis had taken over & shut down. Fitness, as most of us can see it, is simply not an option. We’ve been friends for over 60 years now & watching how she is received in public settings is endlessly disturbing.
Going on from the already too long comment: She and I might pose for the guy who likes to compare women at age 74 – those who are body builders & look the part next to those who are slumped in wheelchairs. Well, not really. I don’t look at all like a body builder. But I can ride my bike pretty much anywhere; she needs help turning over in bed. I find a comparison intended to push fitness to be especially distressing.
Remember, her illness had frozen her in a sitting position. Her family is tall; she’s not. But she went through college, went on to get a masters, went on to complete the course work for a PhD; health kept her from being able to write a dissertation while working full time. She was a bilingual speech therapist in a large, complicated public school system. Most of her working life was spent doing the intake work for kids with special needs (another category we have a very hard time defining and naming).
So, I hope we can all keep reminding ourselves – and Sam can keep reminding us in so many great ways – that categorizing people by appearance, short of looking for a cheerful girl with curly red hair to play Annie, is very unlikely to be fair or meaningful. No, scratch even that little exception. I am thinking of P.G. Wodehouse’s Uncle Fred, who claimed he could play the part of a parrot “on broad, artistic lines.” So Annie can have brown hair. Or be played by a boy.
PS I realized I had only talked about fitness on my couple of posts here, but feminism is the other key component. I had begun to put together a little list of experiences that helped to cement feminism in my mind (not that it needed any cement). So here’s one of the funny ones. It’s all about appearances, as it turned out.
I was at the gym at an abs & core class. Another member in the class was a fiercely competitive guy. “Hey, let’s go run up to Coit Tower at lunchtime!” was an offer he often put out. That’s a very steep, not short hill in San Francsico. So when the teacher said, “Go find the weights that are right for you. We’ll be doing rowing in plank position today,” I went over and picked a pair of 20 pound weights. Competitive guy came over and very kindly (he thought) told me I had the wrong weights. He brought me a couple of 5s & a couple of 10s. I just thanked him & held onto my 20s. When the time came, & he saw me happily using the 20s, I got some serious side-eye. And some serious satisfaction. He was working hard with 10s. He was about 10 years younger than I was. And a guy. A very athletic guy.
A picture of my friend from behind (didn’t get permission to show any faces – this was a high school reunion).
And picture, nothing to do with the post. Bruce and me standing at the summit of Mt. Ventoux, France, after a long climb (much more challenging than those 20 pound weights)!
Bio: I am a lifelong Californian. My mother and father were not born here but moved to the state as small children. I have two grown daughters and five wonderful grandchildren. I spent my working life working at, and eventually running, the family insurance business. My father had introduced many employee benefits – sabbatical starting in 1970, optional four-day work week in 1972, elimination of all official work time rules in 1974. Adults like to be treated as adults, and people tended to stay a long time, so it was a very pleasant working environment with key elements of trust and respect. I also served on a couple of independent school boards, one a strong academic school serving grades 6-12, one a school designed to start helping city kids who had suffered the ongoing effects of racism & poverty to find opportunities they might not as easily discover without support. I live at a Lifetime Care Community where I serve on the finance committee and chair the sustainability committee. I also plan to join the newly formed fitness committee. And for fun, I have ridden my bicycle across North America. Twice.
“After having proudly supported Zwift-owned Pride On campaigns every June in recent years, Pride On on Zwift is now fully owned and hosted by LGBTQ Zwifters. This is what to expect this June: entertaining group rides, exciting races, runs, a new Pride On kit, legacy unlocks and – most of all – a lot of fun on a daily basis!”
It’s also cold and rainy this weekend in Ontario, and I’m feeling pretty grumpy about not riding my bike. Two weekends ago we went car camping with Mallory and Cheddar, and we couldn’t bring our bikes because Sarah’s car, the one with the bike rack hitch, was broken. Last weekend, Sarah got to ride her bike at the farm, but I was sick. There was also a heat alert. And then this weekend, I’m better, and I have a bike ride marked on our weekend to-do list. It’s cold and miserable. Grrr.
So instead, I got up Sunday morning and joined the 730 am Pride Ride, before church.
Well, that was a very eventful ride. Wowsa.
Zwift has lots of gamified features and I feel like on that ride, I hit all of them. So many medals and prizes.
First, I won every sprint, segment, whatever because they are given out to men and women separately and I think I was the only woman in the ride, hence the fastest woman on all the segments.
Second, I met my weekly distance goal during the ride. That required a small animated digital celebration.
Third, I completed a new route and got a route badge for Scotland Smash.
Fourth, for completing the Pride Ride I got new socks and new kit.
Fifth, during the course of the ride I levelled up to Level 53. Cue more streamers and confetti. Read about Zwift levels here.
And here’s my playlist for the ride from Spotify.
I don’t think I’ve had a much fun on a Zwift ride since I got my flaming socks and my pocket Scottie.
If your social media newsfeed is all fitness, all the time–welcome to my world–you’ve likely seen this post and many of the responses to it. Most of the women’s strength groups I follow have shared it, with rebuttals in favour of deadlifts and functional strength, and against aesthetic thinness goals.
And yes, I’m also on Team Strong over Team Skinny, though, truth be told, skinny was never on the menu for me. Strength is, and I delight in it, and in the way I feel when I’m strong, Muscles!
Here’s some of my thoughts about the image and this issue.
🏋️ First, lots of thin women might also care about beating their deadlift PR. There is no reason to think the woman in this picture doesn’t care about strength.
🏋️ Also not everyone who “fits” into a bandeau at 76, worked for it or had it as a goal. Some people just are thin, just like others are fat.
🏋️ What do you mean “fits into a bandeau” anyway? Doesn’t that matter what size the bandeau is? We would all fit into bandeaus if they were large enough, right?
🏋️ Ah, what they really mean is “fits into a bandeau’ and looks a certain way. What way? Skinny.
🏋️ Skinny is having a moment right now. I didn’t blog about Demi Moore and the debate over her “toned” arms, but that certainly fits into the same context. See my post from a last spring, Thin being in again and the rise of authoritarianism.
🏋️ There is something to the idea that at 76, if we care about not breaking bones when we fall, we ought to be strength training. It’s not necessary to care about your weight-lifting PRs though, but it is necessary, if you care about retaining muscle, to train for strength some of the time.
As usual, there’s a lot more nuance here than Team Skinny versus Team Strong.
Where do you land? Does framing this as “different goals” let the original post off the hook too easily, or is that the right response?
I love the term “exercise snacks.” It sounds fun, it’s easy to remember, and it reframes movement in a way that feels less intimidating than “you need to work out more.”
I mean on the one hand, there are gruelling ultramarathons of longer and longer distances, and on the other, there are snack-sized bites of exercise.
What’s not to love? Who doesn’t love a good snack?
Two new meta-analyses just came out with some solid findings on exercise snacks, and I followed up after they floated by repeatedly on my social media newsfeed, which is heavily fitness-oriented.
Here’s what I found, including what the research actually supports and what it doesn’t.
First, what counts as an exercise snack?
We’re talking genuinely short — 2–5 minutes of movement, repeated throughout the day
Activities using large muscle groups work best: stair climbing, brisk walking, bodyweight moves such as squats
The sweet spot in the research: moving for 2–5 minutes every 30–60 minutes of sitting
So basically: get up, move, sit back down, repeat
What the research supports
Exercise snacks improved cardiorespiratory fitness in physically inactive adults — and this finding had moderate-certainty evidence behind it, which in research terms is genuinely meaningful, not a hedge
Breaking up sitting improved blood flow and caused a small but real drop in systolic blood pressure — and these effects showed up acutely, meaning during a sitting session, not just over months of training
I find this part kind of amazing: your blood vessels respond to movement pretty quickly. You’re not just banking future health credits. Something is actually happening right now, while you climb those stairs.
What the research doesn’t support (yet)
There isn’t strong evidence yet that exercise snacks improve other cardiometabolic markers like blood sugar or cholesterol. The hype sometimes gets ahead of the data on this one
Muscular endurance benefits in older adults were limited in the evidence
These studies focused on physically inactive people — if you’re already active, the cardiorespiratory gains are less likely to be dramatic for you, though the sitting-break findings apply to pretty much everyone
One nuance I think is really worth flagging
Reducing total sedentary time and avoiding long uninterrupted sitting may matter independently of whether you’re doing structured exercise snacks
In other words: taking three short walks doesn’t entirely cancel out eight hours in a chair
The duration of uninterrupted sitting itself seems to affect vascular function — these are related but genuinely separate things
I know that’s not the most cheerful finding if, like me, you have a desk job, but hey, sometimes the truth hurts
The bottom line
If you’re not currently exercising, exercise snacks are a genuinely evidence-supported place to start — especially for your cardiovascular fitness
If you sit for long stretches (hi, fellow desk workers), building in movement breaks every 30–60 minutes has real short-term benefits for your circulation, even if you’re otherwise active
Use the stairs when you can — it keeps showing up in the research as a particularly good option, and now I feel vindicated every time I take them, now that I can post knee surgeries!
And as always: I trust research that tells me what it doesn’t know, not just what it does
Rodríguez MÁ, Quintana-Cepedal M, Cheval B, et al, Effect of exercise snacks on fitness and cardiometabolic health in physically inactive individuals: systematic review and meta-analysis, British Journal of Sports Medicine 2026;60:133-141.
“Moderate certainty of evidence indicated that exercise snacks improved cardiorespiratory fitness in physically inactive adults. However, evidence for benefits on muscular endurance in older adults was limited, and the current data do not support their effectiveness for improving other cardiometabolic health markers.”
Wang, H., Chang, Y., Wang, H. et al. Acute effects of “exercise snacks” during prolonged sitting on hemodynamics and peripheral vascular function: a three-level meta-analysis. Nutr Metab (Lond) (2026). https://doi.org/10.1186/s12986-026-01120-5
“Breaking up prolonged sitting with short bouts of physical activity (“exercise snacks”) acutely improves flow-mediated dilation and peripheral blood flow, and is associated with a small but statistically significant reduction in systolic blood pressure. Mean arterial pressure, diastolic blood pressure, and peripheral arterial diameter did not show consistent significant changes. Findings for shear rate and heart rate were sensitive to bias correction and should therefore be interpreted cautiously. Activity breaks involving large muscle groups (e.g., stair climbing), performed for 2–5 min every 30–60 min, may be particularly beneficial for vascular protection. Where feasible, reducing total sedentary time and avoiding prolonged uninterrupted sitting may also be important.”
More specifically, I said I would, “Here are some of the specific things I’d like to add to my 26 in 2026 list: Purchase a conservation area pass and visit all 11 local conservation areas plus the Luther Marsh, one per month, and a provincial park pass with the goal of visiting 6 new ones this year.”
This weekend, most other family members are off outdoor adventuring. Mallory and Gwen are backcountry canoe camping in Algonquin, Sarah is off with family in Prince Edward County, Jeff and Susan are both in Nova Scotia, and Miles, mum, and I are home sick. Blerg.
But even when you’re sick, the dogs still need walking, so we ventured out in the car to check out a new-to-us conservation area, Elora Gorge. (That’s different from the Elora Quarry where Catherine and I went swimming a couple of years ago.)
We had so much fun that on Sunday we did it again. This time we went further afield to Shade’s Mills Conservation area in nearby Cambridge. It’s more of a lakefront beach for families, less hiking. Cheddar went in the water for a bit to beat the heat, It got up to 30 degrees and we got heat alerts on our phones. That felt extra strange after the midweek frost alert.
Both days we logged more than 10k steps and enjoyed our days, talking, and hanging with the dogs.
Goal: 11 conservation areas + Luther Marsh
So far we’ve visited Rockwood, Shade’s Mills, and the Elora Gorge, and I feel like I’m getting to know the area better.
Elora Gorge Walk with Cheddar, Chase, and Miles
2. Shades’s Mills Conservation Area with Cheddar, Chase and Miles
Retirement: arrived, approaching, or not yet on the radar — wherever you are, how is it shaping your fitness life right now? We talk a lot about fitness at mid-life, but retirement reshapes the whole picture: time, income, identity, care responsibilities, and the body itself. Where are you on that journey, and how is it changing your relationship with movement and health?
Diane
I’m almost two years post-retirement, and it’s a weird fitness time for me right now. I was very active until a year ago, then scaled back on cycling after I was diagnosed with a heart murmur. I kept up my other activities and was proud to redo my lifeguard fitness testing just three weeks before surgery to repair my wonky valve.
Now, three weeks post-surgery, I’m back on my bike for short rides, walking a lot, and eagerly looking forward to getting back into the dance studio and the pool.
The best part about retirement is that I have the freedom to do daytime dance classes, or early morning swims, or go for a bike ride or a walk with friends in the middle of the day.
The worst part is that am increasingly prone to injury. Or maybe I just have the luxury of time to pay more attention to what my body is telling me when I overdo things.
Cate
I am moving to a small community with a lot more inbuilt movement — ie, my house is at the top of a steep hill. The theory was that this would shift gradually into less working but at the moment I seem to be super super busy. I am trying to remain quasi active with a modified couch to 5k (inspired by Tracy) and by making little videos for a friend who is just getting into movement. Check back in in September!
Mina
I wish retirement were on my radar!! Then I’d sleep later and have time to do proper stretching and mindful movement, instead of just early morning workouts with a rushed flavour.
Tracy
As I approach retirement (officially at the end of 2026 but on half time right now with the majority of heavy lifting behind me) I can’t believe how much more I’m “feeling my age” than I was 14 years ago when we started the blog. My fitness goals are more modest—keep running, do some resistance training, add swimming after I finish the Couch to 5K running program, and get back to yoga, which I think will be more important than ever. My objective is to stay energetic and agile for as long as possible so I can enjoy the “go” period of early retirement, travelling and taking photos. My camera gear is heavy and photography is more active than it seems.
Sam
Two years from now, if all goes to plan, I’ll be on research leave — reading, writing, travelling, and riding my bike. But right now? I’m a dean with two years left in my term, and it’s a big busy job with long days and lots of responsibility.
I plan to take leave after finishing my second term in May 2028, and then return to a life of teaching and research in the Philosophy department, with maybe some part-time consulting on the side. I’m excited about all that. Leave will be the reset when I’ll have more time for writing. After that, I’m genuinely looking forward to the flexibility of a regular faculty member’s schedule. I suspect I’ll keep outdoor adventuring, and that having more time will mean a return to some bigger fitness/distance goals.
The fitness activities I manage right now, I have to struggle to fit in — early mornings, lunch hours, the occasional weekend longer ride. I love my job and still find the work genuinely exciting, but I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t already imagining what it feels like to train without all the pressure and busyness. The challenge right now is finding time for all the things. The dream, two years out, is that “all the things” shifts to mean something different — that movement stops being what I fit in and becomes part of how the day is shaped.
Of course, a lot could change. Health, caregiving responsibilities, the unexpected. Any of these could rewrite the plan entirely. But all being well, I’m not ready to wind down just yet. I’m more interested in what opens up.
Catherine
I’m looking at potentially retiring in 2031; I have a sabbatical coming up fall of 2029 and have to work another year after that. I’ve been in a less active period for a while now, which I think is due to several causes: I’m being more research-active, with a couple of new projects, I’m paying more attention to teaching (a good thing) and putting in more time with and for students, my ADHD/anxiety symptoms have increased (I think), and I’m just more tired than I used to be. Of course, physical activity helps with ADHD and anxiety, but it’s the inner activation that I’m working on. How? By slowing things down, reluctantly but intentionally. Summer is here, and I’m slowing down my days. I have the luxury of picking activities like cycling, swimming, yoga, kayaking, walking– alone or with friends. I’ll be reporting on how things go. In the meantime, intentional everyday activity is helping.
My pie-in-the-sky aspirations are to get recertified in Scuba and go do volunteer environmental Scuba projects in Florida and elsewhere. Also, to get in better condition on the bike to take multi-day bike trips in the US and Canada. The Scuba course will be my 65th birthday present to myself next year. And I’m doing a 4–5 day bike trip with a friend this summer.
Nat
I’m caught up in a bit of a whirlwind just two weeks into retirement. How did I have time to do paid work?
I’m loving having time to go to the grocery store during the day. I can meal plan around what is on the reduced rack to get more bang for my grocery buck.
I continue to walk daily with Michel and Lucy.
I’m adding short yoga routines at home.
My plan is to get on my bicycle daily but I haven’t made that happen yet.
I am seeing my physiotherapist for my lower back. It’s stubbornly still achy.
I continue to get regular massages and chiropractic care.
And my garden is definitely appreciative of my time.
The biggest surprise is how many friends were just waiting for my retirement to spend more time together doing things.
I find all the talk about aging fascinating. We seem to worry about the aging process almost as much as we worry about climate change. And yet, as a very old man always said when I asked him how he was, “It beats the alternative!” I discovered this blog when I was already well past 50; it began after I was fifty, with Sam’s & Tracy’s stated goal of achieving great fitness by the time they reached that landmark age. I have been reading it steadily ever since, and realize I am quite a bit farther on the aging path than the other contributors. So, I thought I’d share a few of the things I have experienced and observed.
In my first post, The Origins of My Surprising Fitness Journey, I described my brain cancer experience: I was told at age 46 that I was lucky; I could reasonably expect to live 10 to 15 years, but that didn’t feel very lucky to me. So I made ever-increasing forays into fitness. I’m 74, and honestly, I feel stronger and better than I did at 35. Yes, there are a few changes I don’t love: one knee, which was diagnosed with bone-on-bone arthritis about 15 years ago, has very recently made it clear that running is not a reasonable choice anymore. OK, I never really liked running much. I just used it as cross-training for a day or two most weeks, never went farther than the 7 miles (12k) of San Francisco’s (in)famous Bay to Breakers run.
And I wasn’t doing so many push-ups. Hmm. I got back to work on those and am back up to about 10 & still increasing, so no aging problem there. Balance? Nope, with all the dance classes I take, I can claim to have better balance than all the silly tests we keep seeing think a 30-year-old should have. Endurance? My bike rides right now are maxing out at about 30 miles, but I fully expect to work back up to 50 over the next month or two.
We moved four years ago to a Lifetime Care Community, a place that offers independent living, where you pretty much get on with whatever you were doing before you got there, assisted living if/when the need arises, skilled nursing (primarily for recovery periods when you’ve been released from the hospital but can’t quite be on your own yet), and memory care. Sounds sort of, well, weird, to want to live at such a place when we are still so healthy and active, right?
This community has taught me more about aging than I ever thought to learn, and I have never regretted our move. That is only a tiny bit due to one silly little thing: I never expected to go around saying, well, I’m only 70! I have met dozens of people here who are in their 90s and still taking brisk, hilly walks pretty much every day. I have learned about technology, history, sustainability… the list is long. People here are vigorous, intellectually challenging and fun to be around. And this is a feminist blog, so I can happily add that women are, on average, holding things together longer than men. Which brings me to a concept I read about before I moved here.
Squaring the Aging Curve.
I get a weekly bicycle newsletter in which one of the writers pushed the concept. He had believed that we can keep right on doing a lot of the active things we enjoy. We just might have to slow down a bit. Or maybe not. He didn’t think it would extend our years, but rather than it would keep us feeling better longer, with perhaps a steep drop off at the end. In fact, that is exactly what happened to him. He was still riding his bike in mountainous terrain when he died suddenly. I admit I don’t know much about the science behind this. I don’t even know if it has been tested in any way. We do know that people who exercise more tend to be quite a bit healthier than people who don’t move much. I do see that people who contribute to my community intellectually, musically, artistically, and who are often to be seen at the gym or out walking, seem to be a lot better off than I ever dreamed I’d be if I reach their ages. I plan to follow that thought for as long as I can!
I admit to being a chronic optimist. To prove that I don’t go too far in that direction, I will comment on a few elements of aging I could do without: getting up to visit the bathroom most nights; sagging, sensitive skin (I don’t burn at all easily & have had a hard time accepting sunscreen – but have grudgingly done it), plus there are more saddle sores; fussier vision, including reading glasses & cataract surgery; dreaded colonoscopy, but lots of years between them.
Sure, it’s not all easy. With a little luck, though, I think we can breeze through it longer than I expected. I see the fitness everyone here aspires to as an amazing head start to a great old age.
Bio
I am a lifelong Californian. My mother and father were not born here but moved to the state as small children. I have two grown daughters and five wonderful grandchildren. I spent my working life working at, and eventually running, the family insurance business. My father had introduced many employee benefits – sabbatical starting in 1970, optional four-day work week in 1972, elimination of all official work time rules in 1974. Adults like to be treated as adults, and people tended to stay a long time, so it was a very pleasant working environment with key elements of trust and respect. I also served on a couple of independent school boards, one a strong academic school serving grades 6-12, one a school designed to start helping city kids who had suffered the ongoing effects of racism & poverty to find opportunities they might not as easily discover without support. I live at a Lifetime Care Community where I serve on the finance committee and chair the sustainability committee. I also plan to join the newly formed fitness committee. And for fun, I have ridden my bicycle across North America. Twice.
I know that the blog used to be an angrier place. These days, we’re mostly pretty chill. We’ve been there and done that for most fitnessy things and trends. We’re still very much a feminist fitness blog, but I’ve noted there’s less feminist outrage around the place these days.
And yet, sometimes, some days I encounter things in the fitness world that make me go grrr.
Both of these examples come from my fancy gym, which is really quite a lovely, inclusive place. I don’t have very many feminist complaints.
But this, my friends, bugs me. It’s the lighter, smaller bar at the gym. It’s 35 lbs, rather than the usual 45 lbs, and it’s a little narrower for smaller hands.
And it’s PINK! Because of course it is. Some people, though not our personal trainer, call it the women’s bar. I’ve written before about why gender specific anything is likely a bad idea. See Why “women’s specific” anything is likely a bad idea.
It’s great that there’s a smaller bar, but there is zero reason to call it the women’s bar or paint it pink. Lots of men might prefer a 35 lb bar.
Exhibit A
The second thing is a motivational saying stenciled on a weighted bag that you carry when doing weighted lunges. I think it’s a slogan meant to push you through the hard reps.
“Don’t quit. Ever.”
Oh, gym. We need to talk.
Because here at Fit Is a Feminist Issue, we have a whole different relationship with quitting. We’ve celebrated Quitting Day with an entire series of posts. Several of us are on the record as proudly, thoughtfully pro-quitting.
Quitting isn’t failure dressed up in cowardly clothes. Sometimes quitting is the clear-eyed, courageous, correct choice. When something no longer serves you — your body, your joy, your actual life — walking away isn’t weakness. It’s judgment.
“Don’t quit. Ever.” is the kind of advice that sounds tough but is really just oversimplification. It flattens a genuinely complex decision into a bumper sticker. Not every pursuit deserves your forever. Some things deserve a graceful exit. It’s sometimes okay to quit.
But still — I love my gym
And yet, here I am, back tomorrow for personal training and maybe aquafit later in the day. Despite the pink bar and the over-the-top motivational sayings, it really is a good gym.
