Extreme Fitness is a life saver! I have been training at an extreme gym since it opened up in my neighborhood. There are so many benefits of working out there: better health, less pain, faster recovery time, no need to go home early from work or school because of injuries (I’m looking at you, back injury), etc… But what’s really great about these benefits is that they’re not just theoretical.
They’re real. And if you want to get those benefits, you need to do something about them.
So why would anyone choose to train at an extreme gym?
Well, let’s start with the obvious: money. If you don’t have any, then you’ll probably never make enough money doing anything else. You might even quit your job and become a full-time trainer yourself!
Another reason is that most gyms are overcrowded and crowded. That means you have to wait longer for your turn to train, which means you’re going to feel like you’ve wasted your time. If you’re already a bit tired after training, then it’s even worse.
At an extreme gym, everyone gets their own space where they can stretch out and recover properly before getting ready for the next class.
There are many benefits to training at an extreme gym. The best way to see if you qualify for these benefits is to just call up your nearest Extreme Fitness and ask about it. They’ll provide you with more information, but be sure to ask them how much the membership costs as well.
I’ve been getting a lot of questions about blink fitness lately. A lot of people just don’t seem to understand how it works or whether or not it’s effective. I’ve been a member at blink for about two months now so I think I’m in a good position to answer some of these questions, so let’s get started
How does blink work?
Blink is very easy to use. All you have to do is go online and schedule the classes you want to attend. You’ll have to do this between 8-10 hours before the class starts, so keep that in mind. Once you’ve done that, show up at the gym at the start of the hour and you’re good to go. You can show up earlier if you want to, but don’t forget your card or they won’t let you in.
What happens if I’m late?
You’ll only be allowed in 15 minutes into the class. If you’re late for that, then you’re just out of luck and will have to wait for the next class.
Can I bring my kids to blink?
Sure, but only if they’re older than 6 months. Children under that age are not permitted in the building for safety reasons.
What if I want to cancel my membership?
That’s no problem at all. All you have to do is go online and schedule your classes at least a week in advance. This should work out just fine for most people.
Are there any other hidden costs?
Not that I can think of, no.
So should I join blink or not?
Well that’s up to you.
I’ve had enough of reading and just want to see the conclusion. The answer is YES, YES, YES, YES, and YES.
See you there.
P.S. Don’t forget, you have to be quick if you want a free t-shirt!
You read the letter carefully, thinking it over. You really didn’t have much else to do nowadays and even if it turns out to be a waste of time you can just quit. Nothing to lose.
Jennifer’s right about one thing: you do need to get out of the house more. It isn’t doing your mental health any good to just sit around and do nothing. Jennifer seems trustworthy and is probably trying to be helpful, so you might as well go along with it.
You set the letter down and get up off the couch. You head into your bedroom, which still has boxes of your belongings scattered around the floor. Your sister was supposed to come help you pack up all your boxes but she never showed up, typical.
You open up your closet and grab the first pair of pants and shirt that you see. Doesn’t matter, you’re just going to the gym. You slip off your pajamas and throw on the everyday wear.
You then head out of your room and walk down the hall to Mom’s bedroom. Knocking on the door, you open it a bit and poke your head in.
“Mom, I’m heading out.”
You hear some rustling before getting a response.
“Okay, honey. Have fun.”
You nod and head out the front door, locking it behind you. Taking a quick look at your watch, you see that it’s just past noon. You’ve got plenty of time to get to the gym and back before dinner.
After turning on some music, you get in your car and drive off to your destination. The gym isn’t too far away, only about ten minutes or so. You find street parking and, after checking to make sure you have your card key, head on into the building.
The inside of the gym is very high-tech looking. The walls are white and many of the machines are colored shiny black or silver. The floor is a dark gray tile.
The front desk, where you will check in, is made out of polished black stone. Not much for decor, but it looks pretty high-class.
You approach the counter and a young woman with dark brown hair in a bun smiles at you.
“Hello, and welcome to Blink.
How may I help you?”
You show her your card key and she types some things into the computer. Her nametag says “Lori”. After a moment, she nods and hands your card back while giving you a pamphlet with all the service Blink has to offer.
“Thanks,” you say, looking it over.
“If you have any questions at all, don’t hesitate to ask.”
You thank her again and begin looking over the pamphlet while walking through the gym. It’s pretty packed today. Men and women of all ages are found using the equipment or running on the treadmills and stationary bikes.
A few people even playing basketball or racquetball. You make your way back to the front desk, finding that Lori is busy helping another member, so you look around at the machines.
You see a machine that is familiar to you. They have a few models, but this one in particular looks just like the one you used to use in your high school gym class. Back then it was just a dull gray, but these must be the newfangled models they’ve come out with.
You walk over and read the instructions. To use it, you step inside the large container, or “cell”, as the instructions call it, insert your card key into the machine, select your weight setting, and select the duration of your session. You may exit at any time by pressing stop, although the timer will keep running.
You look around to see if you can find a seat on one of the many open machines, but most of them seem to be occupied. As you scan the room, you notice that a few of the racquetball courts are open. With a shrug, you decide to play a game or two.
You change into your tennis shoes and walk over to one of the empty courts. You climb the fence and pull your tennis shoes on while you’re on the court. You then pick up a free racquet from the pile next to the wall and toss one to the person waiting to play against you.
“Good luck,” you say, before serving the ball.
Over the next forty-five minutes you play a few games with your opponent, a young woman who doesn’t seem to be much of a talker. She does, however, seem to be a beast on the court. Even when you manage to score a point from her, she instantly returns it.
“Good game,” she says after you’ve been playing for a while.
“You too,” you say, panting.
You walk over to the drinking fountain to re-hydrate. After drinking some water, you climb out of the court and change back into your normal shoes. You take one last look around before heading home.
“Thanks for the game,” your opponent says, looking at you for the first time since the game began.
Her eyes are a striking green and her hair is a golden blond. She seems familiar, but you know you’ve never seen her at Blink.
“No problem,” you say. “See you next week.”
She smiles at you and waves goodbye as you leave the court.
As you walk to your car, you realize that it’s the girl from the party! The one you were too nervous to talk to.
“Shit,” you say, mostly to yourself.
Do you want to go back and talk to her?
“Hey, wait up,” you say, jogging up to her.
She turns around and looks at you, a smile on her face.
Do I know you?”
“I was at the party the other night, we passed by each other in the kitchen.”
“Oh yeah! With the beer! I remember now.
Hey, you want to go get some food?”
You follow her to a small cafe and find a table in the corner. You sit across from each other and look at the menu.
“So, I’m guessing you play a lot of racquetball,” you say.
“Yeah, since I was little. My dad made me play, he was always pushing me and my brother to become athletes. He was a racer himself, till he messed up his leg.”
“Oh, cool. My dad was into sports too. He wanted me to play, but I was always too busy drawing to play any sports.”
What did you dream of being when you were little?”
You pause for a moment. You never really thought about it before.
“A writer,” you say.
“No way, me too!
Did you finish your book?
Sources & references used in this article:
Senior fitness test manual by RE Rikli, CJ Jones – 2013 – books.google.com
The Brockport physical fitness test manual by JP Winnick, FX Short – 1999 – books.google.com
Fitness education for children: A team approach by SJ Virgilio – 2011 – books.google.com
A comparison of peer and teacher assessment of students’ physical fitness performance by GM Hill, TA Miller – The Physical Educator, 1997 – js.sagamorepub.com