Why is it so hard to resist the hook-up with the former flame that tortured you? This Valentine’s Day I found myself back at Barry’s Bootcamp, and half-way through I had that sinking feeling, like when you run into an ex and then you suddenly find yourself in his bed knowing that you will probably regret it the next day. I’m speaking hypothetically.
I used to wait longingly by my computer everyday at noon to try to book a coveted session at Barry’s Bootcamp through ClassPass. If I got in, I had to make sure I dressed as fashionably as I could (without owning one piece of Lululemon, mind you) to make up for the fact that I weigh more than 110 pounds and don’t have a six-pack. The regulars at Barry’s look they could quite literally be models and professional athletes. And when I first tried it, it was one of the best and most challenging workouts I’d ever encountered. Just like looking past a hot ex’s narcissism, I looked past Barry’s snobbish front desk crew and beau monde crowd. I reasoned that not knowing proper form on the floor lifting weights was my fault, not the trainer’s. The dark lights and smoothie bar were just so irresistible.
I know better now. Granted, the front desk crew and trainer were quite friendly today, (they even allowed me to enter the class 5 minutes late). But, now that I know how good (and glitz-free) a similar-style workout can be because of Orange Theory Fitness, I could really see all the cracks in Barry’s bronze.
First, they keep it waaay too hot in the workout room! I had to leave at one point to get some air. They must do it so that you feel like you are breaking a sweat fast, but sprinting uphill on a treadmill and increasing every minute by 2 mph doesn’t feel so great in a sauna. Also, it’s cramped on the weight floor. I accidentally kicked someone in the head today. And there is very little explanation or correction of form. There’s just too many people in one room for the instructor to possibly watch what you’re doing. I didn’t feel safe.
I think I may have finally learned my lesson. I will no longer be lured in by the possibility of fitting in with the fit crowd and busting my butt for Barry….except…. they do offer weekend afternoon classes, and well, the smoothie bar. And it’s really convenient to book there now that I have FitReserve. Sigh. As long as I go in knowing what to expect, right?