They keep moving the mats around (where you can do your stretching) because they’re adding these stupid bicycle stands with computer monitoring. Not the ones for spin class, but the kind you have to hook your $3,000 road bike up to so you can see how hard you’re working. Anyway, they rearranged the mats again but then put in this ridiculous 20-foot-long computerized bicycle treadmill and there’s no longer any wall space to do any standing stretches or ball-squats. I complained to the owner, but I don’t know if it’s going to do any good. He’s a bike geek and it doesn’t matter to him that only 12 of the hundreds of gym members are going to care that he’s taken up so much floor space with his silly bike crap. In the mean time the Stairmaster skips and squeaks, the grips on some of the cable-row machines are coming apart, and the cables are frayed.

OK, enough kvetching. I guess I’m just sore that when I did my ball squats I had to do them facing everyone since the only wall is the 2 feet between the mirrors and I was standing underneath the TV monitors. I felt stupid, but it was that or nothing. Stupid gym, anyway.