In high school we had a weight training class for a few weeks. It was a big room filled with machines arranged in a circle. We would work on our first machine for a few minutes and then the coach would blow a whistle and we all got up and switched to the next one over. That room was a strange mix of grunting, metal clanging and rock music from the coach’s tiny beat up radio.
on May 2, 2012 at 12:00 am