That is what I exclaimed in my head while I was given a tour of my new health club today. You see, for Phase 4 of The Cleansing I received a gym membership for my birthday from my parents. And the gym I joined? The (relatively) brand new health center at my alma mater. Being a "young grad" (yeah, right), I got a pretty decent rate. And yes, the facilities are great. But you should see the slew of co-eds that were hitting the bank of elliptical machines en masse. Dear sweet Lord. Impure thoughts galore.
You ever get the feeling that you need to hit the gym before you actually, you know, hit the gym?