Hell May Have Frozen Over
I joined the Y.
We both did, actually, as the Y has a pretty good deal for a joint metro membership. Which is a roundabout way of saying the Eastie Y doesn’t have a pool or a sauna — you know, any of the fun stuff — but that isn’t the end of the world as we can use the pool at a different Y. The newly rehabbed brick building is only a few blocks from our house, and it does have all the not-fun stuff like elliptical machines, stationary bikes, weights, and other assorted instruments of pain and torture. Otherwise known as the point in going to the gym, I guess. I hope.
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