The gym
The French here don't seem to have many workout centers...and if they do, they don't open until around 8:30. Coming from Dallas and being totally spoiled by 24 Hour Fitness this was a little hard to get used to - we work out in the morning - generally I was at the workout center by 6:30AM. We found a place that opens at 7 - and that's the only place...
Not so bad, but then you have to live with what you get...old "masculation" equipment (it smells it's so old.) And there are a few people there, the ones that are always there, who don't change their cloths daily - I've now been going to this center for 1 year and never seen this one guy in another pair of pants...the other always wears the same shorts and t-shirt.
The people are a little entertaining - none of them wear headphones - they just peddle away in silence - they just recently installed the tvs.
This one lady wears every piece of jewelry she owns but no bra.
Then there's the guy on the treadmill who (ok, he actually wears headphones) but he randomly punches and reaches his arms out like he can't hold in the excitement anymore.
Of course the guys who don't change cloths.
The monster personal trainer - I've never seen anyone with that obtrusively large of an upper body - he's as wide as I am tall (ok, almost, 1/2 my size maybe.)
Oh, and the guy who manages the place that walks around singing "I'm every woman" while he works out.

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