Decision time

You'll be proud to know I finally bit the bullet and signed up for a gym. It is located on the backside of the Olympic Stadium (history buffs: 1928 Summer) just a short kilometer or so from my house. It is not too fancy, not too snooty -- the locker room is a bit smelly, in fact, even having been recently remodeled -- but they have all the requisite equipment, some good classes, and a pretty-good location. During my free two-week introductory membership, I think I averaged just over 1 visit / week. That's going to be an expensive frequency... but I know I'll never go if I don't even sign up. So it's a gamble, a bet, an investment -- in short, a risk, with exceedingly great (ahem) rewards.