Fitness First

Have I experienced better? Yes.
Will I still continue to workout here? Yes.
Do they have that black-​lit intergalactic spin room that I’ve come to love at Fitness First? Oh, you’d better believe it.
Sure it’s a bit steamy and run down, but in fairness, I did decide to go the path of Bondi Edge when Bondi Platinum is steps away. I like to think of this spot as the Average Joe of gyms when the Globo-​Gym looms so near, for the Dodgeball fans out there. Funnily enough, they are both owned by the same company.
But let’s talk positives: I do love the boxing area and boxing classes. There’s not only a full ring, but plenty of hanging bags for those of us whose partners stay home more often than not. The spin room (yes, the intergalactic one) is large and I’ve never had to fight for a bike. Aaannnd that’s about all I’ve got.
It’s a gym. It’s gross and sweaty, which is exactly how I leave, so apparently it does the trick.

Ah, Fatness First. Never got this place. Depending on your timing, it either feels like a parade for show ponies, or a cattle call the way they cram em into those aerobics classes. No thanks. Never could master the double reverse grapevine anyway. The punters in these eeenoooooormous gymnasium establishments seem to be reliably less than friendly… it’s easy to remember you’re in the big city at Fatness First. Did I mention wall to wall of zero character. Thankfully you can plug into your fave music/​TV channel so you don’t die of boredom. Just make sure you BYO earphones. Never quite got the concept of gymnasiums for the masses. Wouldn’t you rather go somewhere kinda quirky and small… make mates with the owners and fight over a rowing machine from time to time? And you don’t have to worry about cramming all your gear into some smelly as locker so someone doesn’t steal it. Starkers women in the ladies change rooms aren’t exactly what I need to see before dinner either. It is a gym, not a Turkish bathhouse. Think I’d rather be fat than go to Fatness First.

Ah, Gyms. The thing in this world that I love to hate. I think the meaning behind a gym is flawed, and it should be more about group learning, and involvement, included as a basic offering. So, once you’re signed up (I think you may see a wicked witch laughing in the corner, or have to sign in blood) as this is one of the hardest contracts in the world to get out of, for any reason.
I was a year and a half into my membership, and still wanted to use it, although a recurring payment on my account wound’t cease if I went overseas travelling. They suggested that I PAY to have it put on hold — where is the logic to that? I had to pay not to use my membership for 6 months — a maintenance fee of $ 7 a week not to use my membership. Horrible. Illegal I hope.
I don’t like this place, not the people, not their service, not even the way it looks and feels — It’s a disgrace to the word health, the mental health of customers. Avoid this place like a plague. They’re rich enough already — go to a local Gym, something like Bondi Gym is much better, cheeper, and more helpful.