"Champagne?!? What is there to celebrate?
Crumbly-ness?"
-The Doc
SEP. 01 | Platforms and squat racks and bikes, oh my.
Okay, so for the past four years I have been doing my summer season dryland training all over the place - at the Squamish Athletic Club (shout out to Dom, the owner, who has been my workout procrastination wingman for almost to two years now), at the PacSport gym in Whistler, on random hills and in random back alleys around town (creeping locals out since 2006 ... ), in my living room and front yard (creeping my cats and neighbours out since 2007)...
But on September 1, Canadian Sport Centre Pacific took over the gym that was built at the Whistler Athlete's Village for the Olympics, and this is officially my new workout base.
I have two ... no, three words ... BOO. FREAKIN'. YAH.
Look at this place! This is a certifiably OCD, secretly-slightly-lazy, externally-motivated-but-easily-inspired-by-even-the-hint-of-Olympic-propoganda athlete's dream!
I giggle everytime I even think of doing a workout now.
And then I feel slightly tired, because there is no way I am getting out of anything, anytime, ever again.
No power lifting at the local gyms? There's three platforms and stacks of rubber plates. And no signs that say "Do not drop the weights."
Raining outside? There's an indoor rubber track for starts in spikes.
Spin bike broken? Use one of the other thirty.
Too quiet? Plug your iPod into the speaker system.
Still raining outside? Crank the high-speed treadmill up to 20 and run hills ... up ... or down.
Keep tripping on the stairs trying to do box jumps without boxes? Plenty of varying height boxes to crack your shins on here.
The lone chin-up bar is always taken? All five of the squat racks and four pulleys have bars at the top.
Coach isn't there so you can slack? Coaches office door opens right into the gym.
Nowhere to ice bath? Cold tubs are around the corner from the change rooms.
Can't change in the foyer because there is a kid's camp going on? Change room is right around the corner from the cold tubs.
Trust me. I've tried every last excuse. So now, all I'm left with is complaining WHILE I work out.
Hard times, I'm telling you ...