Equinausea

A friend invited me to work out at the Marina Equinox this past Sunday. Even though I was skeptical for obvious reasons, I did expect to see at least some eye candy in there. What a disappointment. As soon as I walked in, I felt like I was in a locker room of Olympic athletes – greasy, white guys who obviously care about their hair way too much, and tall, muscular, androgynous, white women with no hips, way below average looks and seriously heightened testosterone levels. I only lasted for 20 minutes before I developed nausea and had to get out of there.

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2 thoughts on “Equinausea

  1. I fled SF last year after 15 years. Your blog reaffirms my decision. It’s changed way too much. Sadly, not the place I fell in love with in 1997.

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