Every single damn workout, usually about 45 minutes in, there's a moment when the dam breaks. I'm…read moredoing some kind of military pushup, or weighted lunge, or band-assisted pull-up, when the droplets start hitting the floor, and man, can I make it rain -- in a bad way. My bandana is completely soaked with head sweat and cannot hold another bead, so I drip on the floor, on the equipment, everywhere (and yes, I try my best to clean up the mess with disinfectant wipes). True, I run super warm-blooded and I've always been a hot mess, but if you're looking for a brother who can testify, I'm here to spread the Republiq gospel: they'll work ya.
More bullet points:
+ This gym is as diverse as it gets. Male and female coaches, dynamic equipment and machines, diverse ethnicities, ages, body types, class schedules, regimens.
+ Fair price. Before we signed up for Republiq, we scoped out every other option, and I mean everything: Crossfit, Defined, Orangetheory, Sports & Wellness, Chuze, Spenga, some Zumba-bullsh*t. Republiq rates are competitive, even cheap.
+ Locally owned, run by a no-nonsense couple (Reece and Noelle Killebrew) who seriously care for their clients.
+ Showers and lockers
+ Better music than my former gym (UFC), but generally club-centric, which helps an older guy like me know what the kids are listening to nowdays. Also, good to know that Eminem is still repping the same tired, angry shtick he was repping twenty years ago.
+ No kids classes or care, bummer. On occasion we have to bring our kiddo in, she keeps out of the way, staff looks the other way.
+ My bandana particularly bleeds for the SWEAT classes, these circuit, boot campy, cardio hardio killer classes that are always morphing and changing. There are also kicking and boxing classes, plenty of weights and machines, and personal trainers.
+ Best: Very few meatheads/gym rats, no drama, no clique-y vibes, just in-and-out, work hard, move on. This is critical to me, as I've come to accept that whether I wanna workout or not, regular fitness is a fact of life, for the rest of my life. If I'm gonna be there erryday erryday erryday, I'm there to sweat. My social life requires other routines, like beer.