33 metre pools and other gyms are indeed different

Okay, so swimming in a 25 metre pool is a bit girly. Especially when you have the 33 metre Freyberg pool in Wellington to swim in for four days! I went down, swam a bit over half a km (managed to bamboozle myself with maths for a change) and came out feeling great. Rock on! I may not be the fastest swimmer around, but hey, it's the technique and the distance that count. I am missing my gym terribly. I got a big shock when I went into club physical on Manners Street. I was shocked that there was one person on the desk but no staff on the gym floor. Their stationary bikes weren't great and they had weird reebok machines. My gym may not be Les Mills or be kitted out with TechnoGym (mmmm, TechnoGym *drooling like homer simpson*), but it has awesome Life Fitness equipment and there is always at least one person on the gym floor. Meh! To cut a long story short, I lasted probably seven minutes at Club Physical, then got miffed and left. I decided a swim was a much better option and I was right. I just can't sit around for days on end and do nothing - I turn into robobitch now. Not a good look! Mental note to self - when I buy my own gym in a few years, it's going to be the shizzle!