The Doubletree Hotel downtown Tallahassee doesn't have a health club. It doesn't even one of those depressing little gymlets with one or two lousy treadmills. I'd been sitting on my ass all day—in a car to the airport, at the airport, on an airplane, at the next airport, on the next airplane, and finally in the car to the hotel—and I needed to do something vaguely physical because people who sit all day DIE. Luckily the hotel has an arrangement with a gym right across the street, the receptionist told me when I looked like I might cry, and she handed me a pass. Which is how I wound up working out...

...at the Christian Life Center at the First Baptist Church in downtown Tallahassee. Would you like to take a tour of a "Jesus-centered health club"? Of course you would! The equipment may be ancient but it's serviceable...

...and the reading material on the stationary bikes—I was all alone for most of the 90 minutes I spent at the Christian Life Center—isn't exactly the latest issue of Us Magazine either...

...but, heeeeey, the guy in the ancient Lifecycle ad on the wall along with all those Christian motivational posters? He looks familiar—he should look familiar to anyone who stepped inside a health club, Jesus-centered or not, at any point between 1982 and 1992...

Christ, I'd forgotten all about that man's face, hair, cheekbones, chest, arms, and shoulders—those shoulders!—and found myself wondering where he is now. I had "fitness" magazines with him in them hidden in my bedroom when I was, shit, fifteen? I loved that man. Ironic that we should renew our relationship in a gym that with anti-gay literature by the check-in desk. Moving on, fat activists will be peeved to learn that the Christian Life Center has totally embraced the BMI fraud/conspiracy and copy editors will be saddened to see how literally they take "cross your T's" here in Tallahassee...

Okay, I think it's time to hit the locker rooms, don't you?
But first... to hell with worrying about our BMIs, huh? We worked out hard—we broke a sweat—so who's in the mood for a little something deep fried? Thankfully there's a deep fryer in the kitchen area right outside the gym...

...and now let's hit the showers. The locker room is up the stairs, just take a left at the motivational mural/visual time capsule of late 1980s workout fashions...

...let's take a closer at the detail for Jen...

...and then...

...communal showers...

...just like Jesus wanted.
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16 "But if he will not listen, take one or two others along, so that 'every matter may be established by the testimony of two or three witnesses. 17 If he refuses to listen to them, tell it to the church; and if he refuses to listen even to the church, treat him as you would a pagan or a tax collector."
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